I was diagnosed with preclampsia
early in my pregnancy and had hoped it wouldn't be a big issue.
Throughout the pregnancy I had felt pretty good besides the nausea and
hot flashes the only other issue I had was being tired. From the first
trimester I didn't want to get out of bed, to the last trimester with
Riley's night rollabouts and my heartburn I just couldn't get enough
sleep.
I was hospitalized
on the 28th of September due to my high blood pressure. I thought this
will be good because I need the bed rest. Little did I know, you might
be in a hospital bed all day but you can't actually get any rest in a
hospital. They would come in to check on my vitals as well as Riley's.
Riley always looked good, a nice sounding heartbeat and lots of
movement. I was getting worse by the day but never felt bad at all. I
really wanted to make it to 38 weeks or at the very least 34 weeks, that
was the goal I had set myself.
On October 11th I was moved from the local hospital to Baptist Heath in
Little Rock by ambulance. It was my first time ever to be in an
ambulance, it was a strange feeling, to be strapped down to a gurney. I
think we got there around 3. The room they put me in was a lot nicer
then the one in Arkadelphia. I thought okay, I should be able to rest
here a lot easier. So I lay in my new bed and waited for my new Doctor.
He came about 6pm, he looked at my vitals and at Riley's. Then the
whirlwind started.
He
decided it was best to do a emergency c-section. The prepping started
right away. Papers were signed, phone calls made, gowns put on and my
bed was rolled down the hall into the operating room all in the space of
15 minutes. The epidural wasn't to bad to get, kinda like a couple
sharp pinches in the spine and and then the numbness started. The
numbness traveled down my legs and up my torso. I didn't feel the
catheter go in. I couldn't move my lower body at all it was like being
paralyzed. I felt pressure as I was cut open but no pain. Pressure as
the doctor pushed on my abdomen and pulled Riley out at exactly 7pm. "It's my
boy" I heard Matt say. There was silence for a moment as the doctor was
sewing me up and the nurses were working with Riley and then I heard
Riley's little cry. It was so cute, to hear him for the first time just
filled me with happiness. He was okay, they held him over the curtain so
I could see him for only like 5 seconds. ....my first thought seeing
him still squished in the fetal position "he looks like a frog", then
before I could even focus on his face he was gone. They rolled him out
of the room and I didn't get to see him again for a while. I started
shivering uncontrollably. The finished stapling me shut and the moved me
to another bed and rolled me back to my room. I didn't get to leave
that bed for three days.
The shivering got worse when I was back in my hospital room, my teeth
were chattering. I was told it was a normal reaction. My body was still
numb and I couldn't move. I asked Matt to move my leg. If I hadn't seen
him move it I wouldn't have believed he touched me. I felt nothing as he
lifted my leg and moved it to the side a bit. I remember thinking 'what
if I don't get feeling back? what if I stay paralyzed?' Freaked me out a
bit. Matt and his parents went to see Riley. Then the nurse put me on
the magnesium drip. I was attached to that hell for three days. It made
my blood run hot, every inch of my body started sweating, my heart beat
fast, and I couldn't focus my eyes. Going to sleep that night was
hard.
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