10am - Push to ops rm on last fri. Epidural was given and I felt millions of ants biting my lower body when the drug was taking effect within 5mins (my hb was changing into ops gown then). When I was pushed into room, I really want to back out and tell them I dun want to give birth anymore. I was lucky to meet my usual Anesthetist cos he know that I am always a merlion.
10.20am - My hubby came in and surgery started. No feeling at all but can feel people touching me. I was given a curtain to prevent me from seeing what happen. But my hb was the curious cat and keep staring when my gynae was cutting me up. He said it is really "colourful".
About 11am - BB was taken out. My Anthetist was the one keep updating me what was happening ( only the decent part). He told me I will hear my bb cries now and next it was my bb really crying...and I cannot control my tears and I cried too. I was just too touching. And it was at that moment that I felt that all the pain, fear and suffering that I have gone thru was really really worth in.
The staff cleaned my bb abit and the anethetist pass my bb to me and hubby. The moment my bb saw us both, she stopped crying liao and we just kept talking to her while her eyes keep looking at me and hb.
Then my hb followed my bb to the nursery while I remained in the theatre for my gynae to stitch me up. Then when I can felt some pain then, the gynae quickly ordered a mild sedation for me. I t was this jab that make me throw up immediately. And as you all can guess, I continue to throw up the rest of the day. I must really thank my Anethetist cos he is the one kept encouraging me and checking on me if I am alright throughout the ops. When my hb was gone, he even offer his hand to let me hold on for emotional support. And he came to my ward to check on my again the next day when no anethetist should do that.
After the ops, I was under observation for the next 6-7 hours for nausea and for losing alot of blood. I din see my bb again until about 6+pm when I tried to do some breastfeeding (even though no milk). When I opened my eyes, I can see that my hb has oredi bonded with bb. He can carry her like an experienced daddy and I was so glad that he loves her so much.
Food in the hospital was great and I kept eating like a pig. Luckily I recovered on Sat to enjoy the food. No infection throughout cos my gynae put me on drainage to drain out those dirty blood from my wound. However, without pain killer, my wound hurts like crazy. I stayed in bed till sat nite. The first step down from bed was a nitemare cos I was near to fainting due to poor blood circulation.
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