Massive stinky farts are normal, lol
I had my scheduled section on Monday. Due to my type 1 diabetes and gestational hypertension, they figured it would be safer sectioning me at 37 weeks and 2 days. They also estimated him to be 8 pounds 11 ounces by then too. He ended up being 7 pounds 11 ounces...
I arrived at 530am to be prepped for my section, scheduled for 730am. I was pretty dehydrated and scared, so it took them 4 times to find a place to put the iv. Once that was done and the antacid was drank, they wheeled me into the OR. My sister put on her scrubs and waited to be brought in. I sat on the OR table looking around while they finished scrubbing up and prepping. It looked like a set from a hospital tv show, I was like whoa this is kinda cool! They gave me my spinal and asked me to let them know when I felt a warm feeling in my butt, I did immediately. In a second they grabbed my shoulders and laid me down on the table, it was soooo fast. The oxygen tube went into my nostrils and my arms laid out to my side, like a t shape. The drapes went up and they brought my sister in to sit by my head. They told me they were starting, but I didn't feel a thing... I was numb from the armpits down. I do remember before they started I tried to move my feet and I couldn't and I would start laughing... Lol. A few minutes later I felt them tugging and moving me around, it freaked my sister out as they were really trying to get the baby out. I remember my pint sized doc asking if the table could be lowered and they said no, so she hopped up on the table to get better leverage lol. Once he was out they asked me if I wanted to see, I did, so they held up a mirror. The angle was off so at first all my sister and I saw was a big circle filled with blood (my uterus basically) and "intestines" aka the long umbilical cord. I said I see my insides and they moved the mirror but then all I saw was the baby's butt and scrotum before they took the mirror away. Shortly after I heard him cry for the first time, such a little but strong cry and my sister and I started bawling. Hard to believe he was here and he was alive. 10 minutes later or so my sister was holding him and about 15-20 minutes after that the section was done and I was being wheeled into recovery.
I was in recovery for about an hour. They monitored baby for any potential health issues, including a blood sugar check due to my diabetes. We attempted to breastfeed, but I think I was so out of it that just seeing him laying on my chest was surreal. I kept laughing because I still couldn't move my feet... Idk why but it was a weird and funny sensation. My sisters and parents and fob came in to see us one by one, then we were taken to our hospital room.
The hospital room was kinda hazy due to still being out of it (out of it being numb from the arm pits down, exhausted, and just a general lack of energy from undergoing surgery). They kept checking the vitals of me and baby, the nurse gave baby a bath while everyone took pictures. An hour later I was feeling better and the nurse encouraged me to eat something off the clear liquid diet menu. I go to order food, but they tell me that they have me on a regular diet... So I order normal food. I spent the entire day puking because of the pain medications (I barely tolerate Tylenol).
The next 3 days were much better. I decided to be discharged on Thursday as the doc gave me that option and my insurance covers it. I wanted more time to bond with my baby and make sure he was okay before going home and getting overwhelmed with the adjustment of home. The pain was minimal, they gave me vicodin and motrin for pain, I only took the vicodin for the first 2 days and even then I only took it when I first woke up to help with the discomfort. I'm still only taking motrin and that's in the morning or when I do something big, like taking the baby to the doctors office yesterday.
I've been going up and down stairs with no issue, today the pain is gone. Recovery was really easy compared to what I read online and what the doctor told me. I think what helped was staying on top of the pain with meds as needed and getting up as soon as possible. Hours after the surgery the nurse asked me to try getting up and going to the bathroom, I got out of bed but fell back due to being dizzy. I got up 2 more times and took one step on the third try before getting back into bed. Just trying to get up helps. By day 2 I was up walking the room and the halls.
So take the pain meds and get up lol