At 2:45 pm MST, we’re going in for the c-section. I haven’t had anything to eat or drink since midnight-thirty last night, and I’ll be going on something like sixteen hours without food or drink by the time all is said and done.
I will, however, have an IV that’s allegedly going to have a Protonic drip on it so that I won’t notice my stomach trying to eat itself. (A nurse just came in to verify that and she’s going to do the deed as soon as she’s back with the equipment.) (And now she’s back, and we hit a gusher, and it’s a darned good thing that Joe wasn’t here because he probably would have passed out.)
I spent almost thirty minutes up and puttering around my room last night, putting things in boxes, cleaning things up, making it easier for them to move my stuff into the new room once we’re all done in the OR. I’m getting a larger room to accommodate visitors, which is really awesome after that clown-car episode this past weekend – Joe, Nana, Lili, Miles, Joseph, Momma Lynne, Jae, and Dani were all in my microscopic little room, visiting, with the door shut to herd the Joseph and keep the temperature below 80. It was amusing… in a very crowded kind of way.
Yeah, I’m nervous, a little scared, but I’m in the position where I have to trust the people who are scheduled to take care of it and assume that everything will work out the way it’s supposed to – with me and Daniel in the pink of health and everyone able to exhale.
The bummer part is there’s only a 35% chance of being home in time for Thanksgiving. Delivering at 35 weeks is not so much the issue as the maturation slow-down he’s gotten from the diabetes. There really is no telling how much extra care he’s going to need to make him ready to go home. Now, if we DO get to go home before Thanksgiving, I’m seriously considering coming back up here anyway with some pies or cookies or something, just because everyone here has been so absolutely amazing and wonderful in helping me keep my sanity through this time.
And now, a major tip o’ the mohawk to my lovely Forumites, my awesome e-kids from the AmericanMcGee.Com forums who got together through the magic of the webtarnet and sent me an amazing hand-made card here in the hospital:
You guys are so amazing. I’ve shown every single person who came in here that card, and I’ve cried at least twice with just how much I miss you all and wish I could be there to let you know all of this a little more “in person”. You really are the very best community on the ‘net, and there’s no one can tell you any different, ever.
Now, I’ll be getting back to the serious business of trying to find something to occupy myself until it’s time to get carted off to the prep station. I’m probably not getting moved back until around noon, and then on to the OR at 2:45.
Again, please, for the sake of our sanity, PLEASE – do not call. We will call the people on our list in the order of family first then friends in whatever order. We also have an email list already put together, and there will be a bulletin in both of my Blogs, plus probably Joe’s as well.
Thank you guys so much for all your love, support, good thoughts, prayers, and understanding. I couldn’t have made it through this last three and a half weeks (let alone making it through the next however long) without it.
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