This weekend in 1982, was very eventful for my husband and me.
I was pregnant at the time and our child was to be born in the beginning of April. I had had two miscarriages previously. The whole pregnancy I didn't feel well and in the beginning I had a little bit of bleeding but it had stopped. At first, I had to stay off my feet a lot.
On that Friday in February, I noticed some bleeding again, called the doctor and he sent us to the hospital to be checked and monitored. I stayed over night and they were going to release me the next day because it had subsided. Before I was to leave, the monitor showed that I was starting to have contractions. I was too early to have the baby so they gave me pills to try to stop the contractions and I wasn't able to keep them down. Then they tried an IV but I started having trouble breathing. Out with the IV. It was decided that I was going to have the baby, WHAT??
My husband and I had been to some Lamaze classes but hadn't finished them. The rest of Saturday wasn't so bad but Sunday the contractions got worse (at least to me). We were exhausted by then. They started giving me pain medication (pills). I remember I felt kinda out of it, sleepy and extremely warm when I wasn't having contractions. My husband kept getting me cool washcloths and putting them on my forehead. The nurse kept trying to get me through the contractions. I think the furthest I was dilating was 4 centimeters.
This is the kinda fuzzy part to me because I was doped up LOL. It was some time during Sunday night things had changed. Our son's (which we didn't know at the time was a son) heart beat started to slow. It was decided that I had to have an emergency C section. All I remember was the next thing being pushed to the operating room and before going to sleep hearing them say "We have to hurry up or this baby is not going to make it". I don't remember why but my regular doctor wasn't there. I was going to have a doctor that I quit after having my two miscarriages because I didn't like him, oops.
February 22nd is Washington's Birthday, it also was my in-laws Wedding Anniversary and it also was the same day our son was born.
I'll tell you some more on Monday, his actual birthday, because there is more to tell.
Have a good weekend.