Recovery Part 3

I forgot to mention in my previous post that my friend Christylee paid us a visit on the first.  She brought flowers, some books, and some snacks for us.  It was very sweet.  She held Genevieve and visited with us for a short while.  I appreciated her understanding that we needed our rest, so she didn't stay too long.  Thanks girlie!!   

3/2/12
J and I were originally thinking that we might want to be discharged today, but we decided it would make the most sense to stay one more day.  I was just now getting my pain under control, and I was still having some blood clots.  Neither one of us felt good about the idea of going home today.

I met the new nurse just after 7, and thankfully she seemed very nice.  I can't remember her name if that means anything.  Not too long after this we received a very special visit.  Nurse Erin from Babymoon Inn also works at St. Joe's.  She came to see us after her shift ended, and we were so excited to see her.  She held Genevieve and visited with us for a short time, and she reluctantly agreed to a photo saying that she must look terrible at the end of a 12 hour shift.  I thought she looked lovely as usual.  See for yourself.

 
I was happy that I could finally order some breakfast because I was starving!  It's a long time between dinner and breakfast.  Thank goodness for some snacks that Christylee brought us as well as the ones we had packed.  The nurses also kept me going with graham crackers and cranberry juice.  Believe it or not, I really loved the breakfast burrito I'd had the previous day, so I ordered it again along with some strawberries, pineapple, and milk.   Yum! 

Later on, Jeremy decided to go home to shower, check on Pawncho, and get some lunch.  G and I hung out together.  I didn't get much rest this day because my room was like a three ring circus with people coming and going.  The pediatrician came again to check on G.  A nurse came and talked to me about the whooping cough vaccine.  Housekeeping came to clean, and later a volunteer came to change the bedsheets.  I was feeling so much better this day that I got up and walked around with G for a bit while the sheets were being changed.  It actually felt good to get up.  My tailbone was killing me!  The nurse came back at some point to administer my vaccine, and I think another nurse came at some point to draw blood for some reason.

My angel

I was quite perturbed by the fact that whenever it was time for my medication I had to call the nurse's station for it.  This was new to me as all of the other nurses wrote down the times to administer meds on the whiteboard in my room, and they brought the meds on time or close to the right time.  One time I had to call the nurse's station to ask for more water because I'd run out.  That was the first time that had happened because all of the other nurse's were constantly checking my water supply.  The best part was that no one brought me water after I requested it this day.  A different nurse brought me meds at one point because I guess my nurse was at lunch.  I don't know why I even mentioned this because it doesn't really matter.  It was just an unusual day I guess.

When my nurse returned to check on me much later, I told her about the water.  She apologized and said if that ever happens again to just call the nurse's station again.  I hadn't called back because I felt like such a nag having to call all day long for my medication.  I couldn't wait for a nap and for a new nurse.  I loved it when she told me that it was a good idea to "rough up" my nipples before breastfeeding to help me get used to it.  I told her I'd heard that was an old wives tale and that it would do more harm than good.  She didn't like my response; I probably should've just bitten my tongue and nodded my head.

I can't remember much else from this day.  I know J was happy to have had a shower.  I ended up not even bothering with a shower though I really wanted one.  G and I were figuring out this breastfeeding business quite well, though I knew it could be a little better.  J got lots of sleep though I can't say that it was quality sleep.  I got a decent amount of sleep but not as much as I would have liked.  I'm sure that will be the story of my life from now on, right?