The Storks Visit!

Let me tell you, I will never forget Ella's delivery. This last week Dr. Clary and I decided to try the epidural with this delivery. Might not have been the best idea we have had in a long time. Dr. Clary sent the anesthesiologist in to meet with me and talk about the options on Friday morning. I flat out told him I was scared to death to let anyone put something in my spine. He was such a nice man and reassured me that he could make it work and my experience would not be anything like last time. I agreed to try it. At 12:20pm they took us to the OR. I got on the OR table and this wonderful nurse named Tania Manos (Ella's Nurse) was actually there to get Ella but for some reason, I grabbed her arms and decided she was going to hold on to me while they put the epidural in. I told her "I am scared to death of this!" She stayed right there with me and talked me through it. Bless her heart. This time the epidural worked like BAMM! I didn't feel my feet with in seconds. Talk about a weird feeling. I wasn't sure how I felt about being out of control of a portion of my body. It was a humbling experience. They helped me get on the table correctly and put the sheet up. They then put my arms out and strapped them down. BAD THING! Once the surgery started my blood pressure started dropping and I started throwing up. It was awful. I could only turn my head to the side, throw up and gag. It was mostly the dry heaves. I had no control of my lower body and so my lower body wasn't helping with the throwing up. It was an awful experience. The first time, it happened they were able to give me something to ease the nausea and bring the blood pressure back up. However, it made me silly drunk. Dr. Clary said I asked her to give me a tummy tuck while she was down there. She laughed and told me she couldn't do that. When she came to check on me in recovery, I asked her what else I told her and she said, I really didn't want to know. There is no telling what I said!!! As the procedure continued, the sick feeling came back again. This second time it was much worse. Dr. Clary had Ella out, I heard her cry and then Kevin brought her for me to see. I was crying and throwing up at the same time. I kept saying "Oh she is beautiful. Now knock me out! I can't take this throwing up anymore." Someone in there kept saying "Do you want to hold her?" I said..."I am sick. Please just knock me out!" So they did! I don't remember a whole lot about that except they were talking about needing new lights in the OR and a TV somewhere. I don't remember anything else until I was in the recovery room. I am so thankful that the stork got here and it is over! I do know this...if another baby comes out of this body, we are going to name it Jesus because it is going to be a miracle!