I don't remember much after being wheeled out of the OR. I spent some time in the postpartum room and at some point was taken to my recovery room. Apparently I was awake, I just don't remember anything until Saturday afternoon. Around 1:30pm I was once again in severe pain. Damn did the incision hurt. I was told the morphine from the drip should last for about 24 hours. It didn't, it only lasted about 4. So, I was put on pain pills (a combo of Vicodin and Motrin which I'm still on now). They helped and while I remember this time I still wasn't very lucid.

Saturday afternoon Mindy stopped by to see us. I kind of remember that, but I think I was still pretty out of it. She rocks for coming by and she got to see me and Gabriel. He was in the nursery for a few hours because his body temperature was too low so Rob took her up to see him. I kept bitching to the nurses that I wanted to be with my baby. Because of the c-section they couldn't take me up to see him. *grumbles* After Rob and Mindy went up to the nursery to see him they brought him back down to me and he stayed in my room for the rest of the time.

My only bad experience at Good Sam came on Saturday night, other than that the place was very good. My night shift nurse on Saturday night/Sunday morning was a total fuck up. At one point she refused to give me the pain medication my doctor had on file for me even though I was in severe pain. At another point she put hospital chucks under me that had latex in them even though there was a sign on the door to my room saying that I have a latex allergy. No wonder I was itching all over by the middle of the night.

Mom came into town on Sunday. She's been a total Godsend and has been helping us out with the baby while I heal. Sunday I was also taken off of the IVs because I was swollen beyond belief. The cathater was removed and with the help of Rob and my Mom I made it to the bathroom and back to bed. Getting out of bed, going to the bathroom, and getting back into bed took more than a half hour and was extremely painful.

Over the next few days Mom and Rob helped to take care of both the baby and me. By Tuesday I was able to be up and walking around the nurse's station with the aid of someone. Slowly but surely progress was being made. On Wednesday I was discharged and Gabriel and I got to come home.

My Mom extended her stay for me. She was supposed to leave on March 1, but decided to stay out here until March 7 because I'm still healing and not 100%. While I can now feed the baby and cuddle him, I can't lift him for two weeks after my surgery. So until this Saturday at the earliest, I still need help. After those two weeks I'm allowed to do basic things and should be able to care for the baby on my own while Rob is at work (he's not currently taking time off since he'll need time off for job hunting and house hunting down the road). My Mom has been an amazing help and both Rob and I are glad she came out here. One thing I'd like to do is exercise. While my tummy is slowly going down as my uterus shrinks down, I have some scary hanging belly skin. Unfortunately exercise won't be allowed until at least eight weeks after the surgery. Bleh.

For the most part, I've been staying around the house and just trying to heal. My Mom and I had to go to Good Sam on Monday to get my staples removed (ow) and we went to Little Tokyo in downtown LA on Tuesday for Gabriel's pediatrician appointment with Dr. Nakashima. For the most part, Gabriel is doing well. We do have one problem though. He's still losing weight (which is normal in the first few days of his life in the hospital, but not now) when he should be gaining. So, we're going from an on demand feeding to a scheduled feeding. We'll be going back to Dr. Nakashima tomorrow to see if he's gained anything. If not, we need to figure out why he's losing and not gaining. Hopefully he'll have gained something by tomorrow. As of Tuesday he was down to 7.4 pounds.

So, that's where everything stands right now. I'm still healing and trying to do basic things for myself (which I guess is normal when I have a 13 inch incision across my abdomen) and we're trying to get Gabriel to gain some weight. My Mom is amazing for helping us out and Rob is probably just about the best Daddy and husband I have ever seen. I'll update about Gabriel the next time I'm online and let you know what happens at tomorrow's pediatrician appointment.

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Balder, "The Shining One." The son of
Odin and Frigg, sacred wells spring up
wherever you walk. Everyone loves you, but
this won't stop your downfall.

Which Norse God Are You?
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