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Rocky’s Arrival!! Part One-Fever, The Flu & IV, Oh My!

10
Nov 2009

Wow. This has been a Crazy Week!! Rocky is finally here!! He is beautiful and happy and perfect and oh so sweet and we have all fallen totally and completely head-over-heels in love with him! <3

I will start from the beginning.

After I posted my blog on Monday, I went to pick up Zane from school and just started feeling bad. Not like a going into labor bad, but a Shaky, Chilly, Weak feeling. I picked up Zane, made it home, and then just laid on the couch totally and completely miserable. I took my temperature and it was over 100 degrees, and every time I took it, it would be a little bit higher. I just felt awful. Ian was at work, so I had to drive to go pick him up. Luckily it is not far from our house and we made it there safely and once we got home I just immediately went to bed. At this point my fever was over 102. Ian and my Mom were both worried, so I called the midwives. They wanted me to start taking tylenol and see how I was feeling in the morning. I wasn’t having painful contractions, so they thought it was probably the flu. That night was the worst night ever. I had this horrible pain on my lower right side, and on my lower right side of my back. I couldn’t lay down, sit down or even walk. I kept taking tylenol, and my fever would go down for a little while, but as soon as the tylenol started to wear off it would creep back up over 102 again.

In the morning I called the midwives again. Once they FINALLY called me back, they were worried enough that they decided I should come into the hospital. Once I got there they decided I was severely dehydrated enough that they hooked me up to an IV. It took them three attempts to get the needle in me, my veins were so weak. It was so painful and the whole tops of my hands were super bruised. They also monitored the baby the whole time to make sure he was doing okay. Luckily he seemed fine, but the dehydration started to cause me to have contractions. They were moderately painful, but started coming pretty regularly enough to worry the nurses. I was in no position to try and have a baby at that moment. I could barely sit up, let alone go through labor. Ian and I thought it was hilarious that when I got there they kept asking if I was hungry and trying to give me this extra plate of salmon they had. People with the flu do no want to eat your leftover salmon. I stayed at the hospital for over 4 hours before they decided my contractions had slowed down enough that I could go home.

I felt bad when I got home because I think everyone was hoping that they would just keep me there and I would have the baby. I knew that it was not time. I needed to build up some strength, physically and mentally before I was going to be able to get through labor. At this time, I had already begun stressing about about the actual birth. It was beginning to dawn on me that it was actually almost time. I was going to have to push this thing out. I don’t know if you have heard, but labor hurts. Even though my labor with Zane was short (4 hours) and a successful all natural birth, it still hurt like hell. It was just beginning to dawn on me that I was going to have to go through that again.

That night I did feel better. My temperature was still creeping up, but I felt like it was getting better. They gave me some Tamiflu, but also determined that they were pretty sure I did not have the swine flu. My body was still weak and tired and I was still so not mentally ready for labor. I was actually feeling happy that Rocky was not ready yet, I needed some more time. Little did I know, I did not have much!