I was hooked up to all kinds of monitors, given a catheter, and told not to get out of bed. I was also put on Magnesium Sulfate to help stop my pre-term labor. If you didn't know, this stuff SUCKS. I wasn't allowed water or ice chips because at anytime they might need to take the boys. this Magnesium stuff made me feel like I had the flu. It made my mouth dry out so bad that my tongue and lips were cracking and bleeding. Lets not forget the contractions. The doctor said mine weren't registering because they were so strong. So without my consent I was given high doses of pain meds. I also had to be given steroids to help build up the boys lungs. (this went on FOREVER) I was passed out from the pain meds and would only wake up when I had a contraction. They wanted to keep the boys in there at least two more days and since I was only dilated a 1/2 cm they seemed hopeful. I knew that wasnt gonna happen.
Did I mention I was wearing nothing but a gown. SO many people came to the hospital. I was very grateful but I was also very naked. passing out, nip slips, and nurses coming in messing with my vagina. My dad was on his knees praying the whole time, my mom was on one side of me and chris was on the other holding my hand through contractions . Katie, my mother in law, was crying and praying and crying :D I could give you the details of the next 13 hours but frankly I was passed out through most of it.
I was hurting extremely bad so the sent the doctor and she checked me. Still 1/2 cm. I pass out. I was up screaming from the pain and my Mom is holding my hand. I freak out "I love you Momma but where is Chris" She gives me that Im sorry look and says "Katie is taking him home to get some clothes since the doctor said it would be a while" I scream " THEY ARE COMING NOW" Momma gets ahold of them, there were just a couple of minutes away and were turning around. she tried to calm me down but I pitched a fit until the Doctor came. The Doctor looks at me and with the ugliest attitude said " I was just in here 15 minutes ago and you are only 1/2 cm" I keep my calm and ask God to hold my rage at bay " Check me again, now..please" She checks, looks at me and says "honey you're right, you are at 9 1/2 cm lets meet these boys" I pass out. I wake up and there are a few men in the room. they are they neonatal doctors. I'll condense their schpiel into this "Your babies will not be breathing, you will not hear them cry, you won't be able to see them, they will need to be put on a ventilator, and will stay in the NICU until at least their due date. While in the NICU they will most likely have to have multiple blood transfusions and possible surgeries." Everyone was crying. God had given me incredible peace. I wasn't worried at all. The nurses came in and got me ready for my emergency c-section.
My sweet husband letting me break his had before I headed in to surgery.
I was set on what looked like a 2x4 my nurse was the size of a popsicle stick and i was told to lean on her for support. I told her I might break her. The anesthesiologist told me he was going to stick the needle in my back and need be to be very still. As soon as the needle touched my back I had a contraction. He told me how awesome I was for not moving during my contraction while a needle was in my spine. Oh thanks Doc, i really wanted to jump and be paralyzed.. They laid me down on the 2x4 and stretched my arms out beside me . I told them I felt like Jesus. (why must i say these things) They brought Chris in and started cutting. In this very small room with me I had two doctors, two anesthesiologist, My two nurses, a team of four for Reagan, a team of four for Pierce, a class observing my cesarean and Chris. I was high as a kite Chris watched as they cut me open. Then before i know it I hear the sweetest thing. Reagan was born at 5:24pm screaming with his strong little lungs. I hear a nurse say "Oh my gosh he has red hair!" They bring him up to see me, he was beautiful. Another sweet cry 30 seconds later and Pierce was born at 5:24pm also. "oh my gosh they both have red hair!" Pierce is brought over so I can look at him. His little mouth wide and screaming. my Gorgeous boy. My heart was about to bust with love. i remember my cheeks hurting from smiling so big. Chris kept kissing me and holding my face.
So they had already proved the doctors wrong with their powerful lungs which allowed me to see my babies before they took them to the NICU. I was sent to recovery where lots of people who I dont really remember came to see me . I do remember this though. Chris had somehow gotten blood on his pants and the anesthesiologist pointed it out and said "is that blood?" to which I replied " It's merlot" i was still kind of high. He laughed and said "Did you just quote Superbad?" yes I did, because i'm cool like that so I just shake my head yes "you're awesome" he said. Yeah I know. I know you wont like this but I'm stopping here . There will be a part three soon! thanks to everyone for the support! Subscribe!
Fin Frands
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