Later in the evening after Morgan's birth, I had some complications. Around 6:30pm, they moved me to my recovery room. When they rolled us out we found out Lib, Joel and the kids, as well as Joe, were all there to visit. It was really nice to see their faces when we were brought through the doors. As soon as we got to my new room, they wanted to do a preliminary exam so Brad went to talk to our visitors. The recovery nurse thought there was something strange near my episiotomy site that the Labor and Delivery nurse hadn't mentioned. She called in the other nurse, and they both decided it looked like I had a haematoma under my skin about the size of a tangerine and really hard to the touch.
Luckily, my doctor lives about 5 blocks from the hospital, so they called her in. At this point, I knew it'd be a while, so Brad, Lib, and Joe went down to the cafeteria to visit, and Joel took the kids home. I started to look at the dinner menu thinking that I'd actually get to finally have a meal! The doctor decided to just pack the area with gauze and hope that the haematoma resolved itself. While she was packing the gauze, the haematoma burst. She called and rushed me to the Operating Room. Talk about scary!
While they were rolling me out, Brad and guests returned. Luckily, Libby and Joe were able to stay with him. They brought me into the O.R. where anesthesiologists grabbed each of my arms, told me I'd be ok but they were putting me to sleep and next thing I knew, it was about 9:00. Brad was there and had taken it all amazingly well even with his fear of doctors and blood. They sewed me up and though the haematoma re-formed, everything appears to be ok. They had the baby stay in the nursery that night so I could get rest, Brad stayed in my recovery room, and I stayed in labor and delivery. It was sad that we were all separated on our first night as a family!
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