Home earlier today, just 26 hours after leaving theatre... so as you can imagine I'm an absolute wreck. Baby was fine to come home though and what with this virus spiking again I felt safer at home, pain and all. So, probably not the wisest choice early recovery-wise (it just took me 45 actual minutes to get out of bed, for eg) bit I'm going as steady as I can.
So, the bloody section... after being put in later slot yesterday, they came for me an hour after it was meant to begin. Signed paperwork, gowned me up, had me waddle to the other side of the hospital floor and into theatre. Up on the table, gown pulled open, back and arse out ready for my spinal... and we waited. And waited. And waited. 40 minutes I was there, with the team making worried whispers about 'where is he, he should be here' etc. Lots of apologies and 'won't be longs' but no explanation.
After the 40 minutes the anaesthetist rocks up, says there's an emergency and I can't have my op. This was like 1pm so as you can imagine I was v angry and upset - and starving to the point of feeling shitty too! Obviously emergencies happen but to get me in the actual theatre... so then it's help back off the table, wrapped up and waddle back to the ward where, quite frankly, I flung myself on my bed and sobbed like a jilted teenager in a tragic rom com for like, ten minutes.
Then the midwife came in and absolutely assured me I was getting done in the aft, special team staying on just for me, but they'd understand if I wanted to go home.
Much persuasion by other half and by half two we are back in theatre - and the new set of anaesthetists were just so friendly, so reassuring, really put me at ease and worked so fast to get everything done, so in the end it was so much better (the first one gave me bad vibes so am very glad it wasn't him after all haha). I felt present and aware throughout, they really made sure I was involved in every step, and if it's possible it was an even better experience than #1, who was an absolute textbook section delivery I'd change nothing about.
Anyway... so 14:58 they held this blue, vernixy, bloodied, screaming little man up over the curtain and all was forgotten. I have some amazing (and very gory) pics of his actual entrance thanks to the anaesthetist but the attached one is tame enough for general viewing
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