perhaps hospitals were the first, or at least an early adopter of the smiley to unhappy emoji. I never reached over the point of 4 ore really unhappy smiley face on the pain chart throughout my stay at the hospital. Perhaps my fear of the constipation related to the narco is that short for narcotics?), but for the most part, i was on ibuprofen for my recovery. my bleeding wasn't that remarkable, as much as the thought and the insertion of the catheter still grosses me out, it was a relief to not have to get and pee. In true CPMC and c-section recovery fashion - they wanted me to get up and walk within 24 hours. It wasn't bad - i was able to shuffle around and do a lap around the floor.
i think the first night is really driven off of the adrenaline of having a newborn baby. austin (who wasn't named yet) was very mild mannered, unlike the baby next door/across the hall who was wailing all the time. we weren't sure if they had twins or not, because it didn't seem possible that 1 baby could cry that much, for so long. those poor parents...i would be concerned that there was something physically wrong with the baby. the father was like a zombie - walking through the halls, pushing the cart with the crying baby in it. brian saw him passed out in one of the open rooms on the floor.
besides that shrieking baby, it was relatively quiet and peaceful. not a lot of action that easter weekend. yeh-yeh and tutu brought the boys friday afternoon to see the baby. they were happy with their star wars candy and their pokeman exploding ball toys from baby. the boys, especially dylan were very sweet with the baby. zach and hendrick came by as well. mom and dad were driving up saturday.
it was definitely a party on saturday, with the fong, bartos, and the young clans all in my recovery room. it was supposedly the best/largest room on the floor - with another real hospital bed for brian and room for all my guests. dr k mentioned that his son's wife recovered in this room. baby didn't mind being passed around and held by all his relatives, and really only fussed when hungry.
we did send him to the nursery at night, and they brought him in to nurse and to give me my meds. brian also ran out to pick up the push/c-section gift - a beautiful, emerald diamond estate ring from Langs. this ring looks as if my engagement ring and evan's ring got together and had a ring baby - this would be it.
on easter sunday, one of the nurses knitted austin a cap with bunny ears - it was so sweet. the boys came over in the morning, so that we could do our photoshoot, which is a new service that cpmc was offering. the boys were sweet,and austin was wrapped in his fancy new burberry blanket - which he subsequently peed on, and has gone through 2 dry-cleaning cycles (and the stains still are not out yet). i'm still annoyed that i didn't get the newborn hands and feet photos...but i need to live in the present and not live with the burden of regret... the boys came by later in the afternoon and we did a little easter egg hunt in our room. mom and dad also came up again, and the boys went home with them, since they had their normal school routine, as did brian on monday. We had our steak dinner on sunday night, which was pretty good, and i took a few laps around the hospital. pain management was fine...i just didn't poop yet.
i don't know how many prune juices, coffee, milk of magnesia i had at the hospital - but still no poop. they wanted to give me a suppository - but i still chickened out. it was strange to be alone in the hospital, with the baby - and no family around. it was lonely. it seemed like a lot of responsibility to be the one to confirm the name and confirm all of our information for the official documentation. Dr. k was the closed thing to family that came to visit me monday morning. austin's circumcision was done, my tdap shots were given, his hearing tests were fine, he had stopped losing weight, and he was still a little jaundice, but ok to go home. i had to switch rooms in the afternoon, which was kind of nuisance, making sure that i had packed everything up and move to a different floor. i was only there for about 2 hours...but it was very cramped, not that i needed much room to lie there and use the restroom. we left around 7:30pm...to start life with the newest member of our family! still no poop.
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