I know it has been a while so I'll break this up in parts....
PART ONE:
The Due Date...... around noon on Sunday, I started to have contractions. They started about 5-6 mins apart. And to be honest I didn’t know that I was in labor. For about an hour my mom was trying to convince me that I was, that I should call the hospital and see what I should do next. So I called, explained to the nurse what it felt like. She told me that I was NOT in labor and if I was I wouldn’t be so clam. I told her that they hurt but were tolerable; she told me that if I was, I should go walking to speed up the process. So, me and mom did... we went shopping. We spent about 6 hours at the mall. Every time a contraction came on I would stop, right where I was and breathed through it. AND, you should have seen the look people were giving me. Aaahaha. : ) So about 6:30 mom convinced me that I need to go to the hospital, I did not want to go. I didn’t feel like I was ready yet. And sure enough, I wasn’t. I was completely thinned out but not dilated. The doctor that was on shift was completely miserable and was not about to wait there for when and if I was going to dilate. So we left, against my mother's better judgment, and we head for home. I knew that when the time came to go back to the hospital, they were not going to let me eat. So we stopped at ate at Primanti Brother's!!! yum! We went home and I ate a pint of Ben and Jerry's Coffee Heath Bar Crunch. My contractions at this point were 1-2 mins apart and they kind of were painful. It was around 9:30, 10ish when we called the hospital again, the nurse said to come when I felt comfortable to come. And I still didn’t feel ready. But as mothers are, mine was freaking out and did not want to take any risks on me fully going into labor at home or in the car. So we headed for Mercy Hospital. At this arrival I still was not dilated and the doctor was pissed that she had to wake up and do her job. She told us that we should go back home. Well my mother was not hearing of it. She told that doctor, that it was not worth the risk of her to go all the way back home (again) just to turn around and come back (again). So we stayed.....
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Don't make me wait long for the next part. I know you're probably still in recovery mode, but I hope you keep posting ;)
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