Our schedule was actually on thursday. So I was planning to go leave on Wed onwards.
Mon, go work as usual and back home. Baby K was moving rapidly in my tummy as usual. I have hard time to sleep during this last trimester. Only can sleep side way and suffer when I want to change side. Can’t keep myself to only sleep on one side for too long. While I finally fall asleep after 12 midnight. I was awaken when I try to change my position, it was around 3am. While I change to my left, I feel there was pain that I couldn’t lye on the bed anymore.
First thing come across my mind, was it contraction? But it feels different compare with last time. Hmm, since I couldn’t sleep, I went to the living room. The same pain came again, I couldn’t sit still and I have to stand and hold the handle. The pain is from my lower spine to my lower body, feel like pooping but not exactly. Argg… maybe it will subside after awhile. Been telling baby K we will meet on Thu.
About 10 minutes later, the same pain come again. Do some googling and download the contraction app to record down the frequency. Around 4 plus, the pain never subside and came more frequently. Decided to wake hubby up and discuss what’s next. The pain is much stronger compare last time. Decided to call the hotline if we should go to hospital now.
After the call, we decided to head down to hospital. Took a quick shower and inform mil to take care of Ainsley, final check for the hospital bag and call for cab. While the cab arrived, I ask wh to check if we have bring all the documents. He seems puzzled and couldn’t find. Got to get him to check in our wardrobe again while I check the bag again. Thank god it was there at another compartment, probably he forgotten or panic too.
Since it’s midnight the journey to hospital is quite smooth, but the pain is getting more and more unbearable. The staff guided us to the delivery suite. Change to the hospital robe, they put me on Ctg monitoring while wh went down for admission.
Nurse ask me if I wanna try the laughing gas. That must be the worse decision to do so. Because it doesn’t help with the pain, it just make me high and can’t help to yell in pain. Nurses went in and out, wh is not around. I was uncontrollably screaming in pain and nervous. The nurse keep asking me to breathe in while asking me questions like any drug allergy, how many surgery before etc. I was curse and swear in my mind, can anyone get me out of pain? This is totally not ok, why keep asking me question when I’m in pain. I feel like I’m the crazy women which is partially conscious but can’t really control my behavior.
Nurse has a checkup and mention I have dilate 3cm, they have arrange for surgery and inform my doctor. End up as an emergency csec again. Nurse give me some acidic drink, the same taste I vomited out last time but not this time, I was still in pain while they push me to the surgery theatre. They must be thinking what kind of crazy women I am. Perhaps I be better if I have not breath the laughing gas.
The anesthesia doctor trying to administer the epidural, it took awhile when I feeling numb, I feel so irritated when they questioning you feel numb or not and I was telling them not yet. Then again a lot questions being ask.
Sensing that I’m too nervous, they decided to let me pass out during the surgery. When I regain my conscious again, the surgery was almost done, I heard baby crying! I didn’t see wh, didn’t wear my spec. Uncontrollably I cry, I hear what they say but I can’t react normally, why they are not bringing my baby to me yet. And finally baby and wh with me, that makes me feel more relieved.
Next, they push me to the recovering area. It was noisy, I’m so tired, feel wanna sleep but i couldn’t. And next I was in the 2 bedded room, finally feeling better. But can’t see my baby yet. They got me to transfer to single bedroom after someone check out. The 2 bedded room location is bad, even though only me in the bedroom at the point of time, I keep hearing movement or people voice. It seems like always someone walk in the room but actually they just passing by, so u can imagine how noisy it is and the door is really not sound proof. Which two of us can’t really rest.
The single room is much better and quieter, there’s sofa bed for wh to rest or sleep. I can finally rest and announce to my family while waiting to meet my baby again.
Moral of the story, don’t try laughing gas! It doesn’t make you laugh, it makes me feeling like crying more.
Thank god baby K was doing good despite he decided to meet us earlier.