WARNING! The last picture is pretty gross. If you don't like blood you won't like the picture. It has taken me 3 weeks to even look at them.
So I am finally ready to relive the delivery story. I arrived at the hospital on Nov 16th at 12:05 am to be induced because of my blood pressure. When I got there they started me on cytotech. They also told me that I was already contracting so I was hopeful. Going into the induction my Dr. knew that I was nervous because it had been such a long time since I had a baby and I was worried that my body wouldn't know what to do.
Anyways, they kept using cytotech and I had only progressed from a one to a two then they switched to pitocin. After lunch time my Dr came in and asked me if I wanted to go home and try again the next day or if I wanted him to break my water and be committed to have the baby that day no matter what. I of course chose to stay. I couldn't bear the thought of starting all over again after already being in labor for over 12 hours.
My contractions were right on top of each other all day. They were about 30 seconds apart and super intense. They were not able to give an epidural because I was stuck at a two. Finally around 4:30 pm my Dr told me I should really consider an epidural even though I wasn't at a 3 yet. I was a little heart broken because I was hurting like crazy but managing without an epidural. At that point I had even decided that maybe I wouldn't get one. But I did what he asked and sometime after 5 pm I received the epidural. I went right to a 5 plus and then the baby's heartbeat dropped. (I had been on oxygen all day because it kept dropping) My Dr had a heart to heart with me and we decided that he needed to be born right away.
Before I knew it, the whole room was swarmed with nurses and people getting me ready for the O. R. It is all kind of a blur. I do remember my Dr coming over to me and rubbing my head. He told me that he was going to take good care of me and that I had nothing to be ashamed of. He told me that I had done a good job and that he was proud of me. I really needed that! I wasn't crying at the time but I think he could see the look of defeat on my face.
Then he helped Carlos anoint me with consecrated oil and he gave me a priesthood blessing. It kind of shocked me to have my Dr give me a blessing but I am so grateful that he and my husband honor their priesthood and were able to do that.
Everything in the O. R. happened so fast. All I remember is my Dr. asking if I could feel him pinching me and then using a hand held Doppler on my stomach and saying that the baby's heartbeat was only 90 and that he had to take him right then. Within seconds he had him out. He also told me "don't be hard on yourself Kari, it was the baby's fault." He had the cord around his neck twice and was posterior. He had said we could have kept trying all day but it never would have happened on my own. Finally after 18 hours of labor at 6:16 pm we got to meet our sweet little boy that we had waited so long for.
The recovery has been rough the only regret I have is that I don't remember a lot of what happened. But maybe that is a good thing. My husband has been amazing!I am so grateful that the Lord put the right people in the right place and time to help me and our sweet little boy. Plus not many people get to have surgery and have something wonderful to love on after. The baby blues are almost gone and I'm starting to feel a little better each day. I am so blessed!
Proud Papa
Just a little guy only 5 lbs. 15 oz.
I don't even remember this picture being taken. I was so out of it at the time. My nose is red from wearing oxygen all day.
Dr. Gatherum removing the cord from his neck. I told my Dr that it was a good thing he was wearing a University of Utah surgical cap. If it had been BYU I maybe wouldn't have let him operate on me. We had a good laugh over that.
