Okay so for those who do NOT like hearing about blood and graphic details, you probably don't want to read this blog. I warned you because I am going to get kind of graphic on parts but it's my blog and I know certain people want to know.
It started out at 5 in the morning on the 29th. We left to get to the hospital by 6. When we got there they asked us some questions and had us sign some paper work. One of the things they had me sign was a paper about being aloud to give me blood if I needed it. I didn't think that was going to be necessary. Boy was I wrong! Samsonite, I was WAY off...
They got me hooked up to the pitocin and my IV by 7 and checked me to see if I was dilated at all. I was still barely at 1 which really disappointed me. An hour later my doctor came in to check me and I was already 4 cm! SWEET! I requested my epidural like a half an hour later NOT because it was painful but because I was afraid that if I kept going that fast I would miss my window of opportunity and have to do it without drugs. They came in to do the epidural because at our hospital you get to do everything in your room which I love. You NEVER have to leave your room unless you have a c-section or need surgery. The guy who did my epidural had trouble and the first time he stuck me, he went to far and punch through my spinal wall and was drawing back spinal fluid. Great! Not only did he have to do it again but he was afraid I was in for what they call an epidural headache which I have heard are just awful! The second I started to sit back I got this shooting pain in my neck and shoulders and had to sit up. That wasn't very comforting. My nurse checked me and I was only a 6 which means I had slowed down a lot. By noon I was still about a 6 and we thought it was going to go way slow after that. Since I had gotten the epidural twice, I had gotten a little too much and started to get numb all the way up to my shoulders so they turned the epidural off all the way to help get some feeling back. Around 2 my nurse came into check me and I was full! WOO HOO. she went and got my doctor and 10 minutes later Kayla was born. She popped right out which was awesome. I tore slightly and had to have some stitches, no big deal though. The drama began now. My doctor went to deliver the placenta and it wouldn't come out. She was yanking on it for like 20 minutes. It took longer to get it out then it took to get Kayla out. She told me she was going to put me on some medicine to help me cramp and clot out the rest of the placenta. I was feeling fine the rest of the day and Kayla was being such a good baby. After everyone left and I was all alone I started bleeding. Thank goodness because Cody probably would have passed out the first time I stood up to go to the bathroom and gushed blood every where. It was a long night for me. At like 11 or so, they took Kayla out of the room since I was having some issues. I didn't get much sleep and had so much clotting and bleeding. Every time I would go to the bathroom I would have so much clotting that it felt like I was having another baby. One time I lost so much blood when I went to stand up I almost passed out and the nurse had to go get me a wheel chair! Since I had so much bleeding throughout the night they told me I couldn't go home the next day, which I wasn't expecting any ways. It ended up being a good thing. The next day was Friday and I was feeling pretty good actually. I had very slight bleeding and we thought everything was going good. Tyler started crying when he left the hospital because he wanted mommy to come too and it was so hard. It made me cry. I was sitting back watching some TV by myself when I felt a gush of blood again. Great. The nurse came in and checked me and was worried about how much blood came out so she called the doctor. It was the on call doctor who I had never met. This is going to be a little graphic but it has to be to tell you exactly what happened. She tells me she is sorry to do this to me but to bare with her because it is going to hurt. So I grab onto the sides of the bed and she sticks her whole hand up inside of me all the way up to my ribs and just starts scraping! I was basically moaning as loud as I could without just flat out screaming. After about 3 minutes...she pulls out a clot about the size of her hand. Then she proceeds to do an ultra sound and finds another clot that was at least 5 cm. She tells me she wants to take me to the OR and clean me out. My doctor had mentioned to me before that I might need a D and C but since I had hardly any bleeding that second day we thought I was in the clear. I started crying because I knew this meant I would NOT be coming home the next day like we told Tyler I would. SOOOO, it was like midnight and they send me up to the OR. Everything is a blur after that. I remember them asking if they should call Cody and I told them he probably wouldn't answer but they called him any ways. By this time it was almost 4 in the morning and I was so drugged I didn't even realize I had already had the surgery. HAHA I was still waiting to see the doctor not realizing I was already done and back in my room. When I finally woke up I realized I had been stuck a bunch of times and had blood being pumped in to me. The doctor came and talked to me about 6 in the morning as she was leaving for the day. She told me that she was inside me cleaning me out for a whole hour and so I had a high risk for infection. She also informed me that she used her hands mostly so that there would be minimal scar tissue in case we wanted to get pregnant again. THEN she proceeded to tell me that when the placenta attaches hard like it did, it usually is because the mother has had 4 or 5 kids already and she isn't sure why it did to on my second pregnancy. She also said that once it happens it is most likely to just happen with any other pregnancies. About that time was when I made the decision that two kids, a boy and a girl was perfect! haha I don't think I could do that all again. Then she told me about how much blood I lost and that they needed to transfuse me with 2 pints. I think it was pints any ways.....She said my blood count was down to 8 and that was way low and she was afraid that if I started bleeding again they would lose me. My veins were so weak from losing all the blood that they had lots of trouble getting an IV in. I had an IV in both arms. Later on that same day, the vein collapsed and they had to re-do it. Then the one in the other hand collapsed too and they ended up just taking it out. The one they re-did in my right arm was awful. I posted a picture already of how swollen it was. It was so bad I could barely bend my fingers and my arm was swollen all the way up to my shoulder. They gave me a catheter so I didn't have to get up and the whole day all I had to eat was jello, broth and ice! Later on that night I got a fever and had the shivers so bad. Poor Cody didn't want to leave me but he needed to go home to be with Tyler. It was another long night and my back was hurting me SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO bad at this point that I could hardly stand it. I managed to get the catheter out and was able to get up to go to the bathroom by the next morning.
Hmmmmmmmmmmmm....the next day started out good but turned against me again. My blood was still low so I wasn't allowed to go home. Since I had a fever the night before I wasn't allowed to go home any ways until the fever was gone for at least 24 hours. About 10 or so the head ache struck. It was the worse pain ever and at first it only hurt if I was sitting straight up but as the day progressed it hurt so bad I couldn't sit up at all and my butt and back were still hurting so bad I could barely move. Katrina, Cody and Tyler came and helped for a little bit and then I kicked them all out so I could sleep. Tyler needed a nap so bad any ways and Katrina was needing to get home too. The nap helped a little bit but by that night they gave me some better drugs and the head ache went away almost completely. I actually called and talked to both of my sisters and then went to bed at like 11 or 12. The next day my head was still hurting but it was better. By 11 the head ache was completely gone and they said my blood was still low but slowly getting better. This was Monday and I had been in the hospital for 5 days now. My doctor told me I could go home. Tyler and Cody came to pick me up and by the time they came to get me I had totally over done it getting ready to go home that my head was hurting again. It was HORRIBLE getting in the car to do home. I had to sit forward with my head on the dash to try and relieve some of the pain. The rest of the day I was passed out on the couch. I was in so much pain. Poor Cody and I slept in the living room and it was so uncomfortable and Cody had to do everything for me. OH! My milk came in as well but I couldn't sit up to try to breast feed. I got out the pump I bought when I was breast feeding Tyler and it took me an hour to pump 2 oz! After wards I threw up from sitting up for so long. Going to the bathroom was awful because I couldn't stand up all the way. I was hunched over. ANY WAYS...the next day was about the same. Poor Cody had to do EVERYTHING and my head was so bad I couldn't sit up. I sat up for 30 minutes to try and breast feed and pump and threw up again. Tyler was standing right next to me when I threw up and he started laughing and put his hand on my shoulder while I was throwing up and kept saying, "Mommy, you're silly! I got a good nap and later was able to sit up for a while with no pain. Sarah brought us dinner which was so nice and her breast pump since mine sucks! This is getting so long so I am going to stop. The next day I woke up with no pain and was fine all day. I sat up pretty much all day and it was wonderful. Sorry this was so long and boring, and graphic! haha But that was my story....more to come about life after the head ache. :)