Darling Daughter
Please bear with me, it's a day for memories.
Twenty years ago today Darling Daughter was born.
It was a very stressful day because
of tragic events that occurred
to my OB just days before my scheduled C-section.
(My body refuses to go into labor even after 8 hours
of Pitocin- we learned the hard way with dearest son)
My OB's infant daughter had just died
from SIDs and I had been referred to
another OB who made our lives hell for three
days because he insisted on amnio 2 days before my due date,
and poked me three times without getting fluid and then said
"let's wait for nature".
Nature made my first birth a 10 lb 3 oz birth!
I called the office sobbing, and my
OB was there in the office and he said
come on in, let's see what we can do.
OB was there in the office and he said
come on in, let's see what we can do.
Putting aside his unbearable grief, he scheduled me
for the next morning and Darling Daughter
arrived by C-section.
Because of his grief he asked me if
another doctor could "close me up"
so that he could get right home.
"Of course" I said! He gave me a kiss and off he went.
for the next morning and Darling Daughter
arrived by C-section.
Because of his grief he asked me if
another doctor could "close me up"
so that he could get right home.
"Of course" I said! He gave me a kiss and off he went.
Bless you David wherever you are now...
The new Doctor who must have been trained under the Amnio idiot, ignored the warning painted
on my stomach to use paper tape ONLY and proceeded to use adhesive tape. 24 hours later I have a raging infection at the site and the same Doc is insisting I take a percosett for pain. I give him the long story of sensitivity blah blah blah and not taking anything because I'm nursing. Yep, you heard right..I take only Tylenol after c - sections..OUCH!
We battle for hours, he assures me it does not travel through breast milk, and I succumb to a pill.
Within 1 hour of nursing DD has a mild seizure which nurse assures me is normal in some newborns?
Another pill is given, more nursing and the next hour DD suffers 2 grand mals which we witness and 2 more after they returned her to the nursery to be checked.
To not bore you to drink with the long details,
DD ended up in neonatal, first row.
I have never been so terrified in my life.
I couldn't nurse her, she was put through a battery of tests
all day for 2 days and they knew nothing.
I could not sleep ( maybe THAT is where it started?),
I could not eat, and they could tell us nothing.
Through it all I kept asking on a continuous loop,
"could it have been the percosett?"
"No" "Doubtful" "Of course not"
I'm checking merck manuals which disagree,
and calling every person I know who has
nurse's skills or who is married to a DR!
5 days later after no nursing, no more seizures
and no bad results in testing they were stumped.
DD had been moved to the back of the room, the row where
babies go home. It was Christmas Eve day, and I had been
harassing every neonatologist ( she had 5) for answers.
All I could get was "inconclusive".
Finally we were told we could bring her home that night.
I grabbed the Doctor signing her out and begging I said
" Look, I need to know...Am I taking home a healthy child or do I need to sleep with my hand on her back in the bassinet checking for her breathing for the next 6 months?
He started to shrug me off, and I grabbed his arm and made him face me, made him see me, and said, "if it was the percosett, if that Dr was wrong, if it traveled to her tiny ultra sensitive system and just like her Mama, she reacts very negatively to pain killers; if that is what it was, and there is no looming danger to this wee being who is my life...
I need to know.."
He looked me straight in the eye, and very quietly said.
"You are taking home a healthy child" and walked away.
20 years ago on Christmas Eve, Darling Daughter came home,
and has offered us nothing but joy every day since.
Happy Birthday my Darling Daughter
we will now return to our regular programming.