Well, from January to October I was busy being pregnant, organizing/paying bills, and buying baby stuff. The pregnancy went great, but my recovery has sucked big time.
On 10-10-10 I went in to be induced (doctor was going to be on vacation on my due date and for the rest of the week, plus he agreed that it would be an awesome birth date). Nothing happened, ended up going in on 10-11-10 at night. I pushed all morning on 10-12-10 (Tuesday) and didn't fully dilate, stuck between an 8 and 9...so around 2:30 p.m. the on-call doctor said they couldn't wait any longer and needed to do a c-section. Begged my butt off to be knocked out during the surgery, but they said no. Haha. My beautiful baby was born 8 lbs. 7 oz. 21 inches.
That night I almost died, heart rate and blood pressure dropped very quickly. I am pretty sure it was from losing too much blood during surgery. Since I came close to dying, they gave me I.V. fluids and the next day I had a blood transfusion. I gained 20 pounds of water weight in less than 18 hours, my skin was stretched to it's max and I was very very very pale. I wish I would have taken pictures. Over the next couple of days they did nothing but give me fluids, which kept building up in my body. I couldn't walk, I couldn't even lift my legs up while laying on the bed. So yeah, that sucked. I was in the hospital 5 days before being released...that in itself is another story.
So the day after I was released I went in to see my regular doctor and he removed my staples. My incision hadn't closed all the way, so I had a home-care nurse coming over to pack my wound (shoving some type of gauze in it). That went on for about 3 weeks, then my doctor suggested I get hooked up to an aspirator (vacuum) and that it would speed up healing time. So I did that for about 2 1/2 weeks, and it really did speed up the healing process! I have been off of the vacuum for about a month and my incision is just barely finishing up closing. I was able to take an actual relaxing bath the other day, it was marvelous!
The incision scar doesn't bother me, but where it didn't close...oh yeah...it is kind of gross. To me, it's like someone had an ice cream scoop and decided to scoop some out. It's a crater and darker than the rest of the scar. I feel forever F'd up and like I was cheated out of having a baby the right way. So for now hubby and I do not plan on having anymore children. This experience was the physical shits. Got the love of my life out of it though, I love her with all my heart.
So that's what I have been up to. Halloween was okay, we all got the flu for a treat. Thanksgiving was good, and Christmas could have definitely been better...the mood was bad. Hopefully next year everyone will be off of their high horses and have a good time. Next up is my 23rd birthday on the 8th, whoo.