The Hospital

misty  ·  Sat, Aug 15, 2015

I can’t even count how many people we’ve met since being here. Nurses, mostly. I’ve been introduced to residents and attendings and pediatricians and lactation consultants and RN after RN changing shifts. All very nice, some more helpful than others. My favorite so far has been Kate who felt like a friend right away. It is very strange, though, that so many people have seen all of my private areas, many without even introducing themselves properly.

What we learned from the pediatrician: Milo’s latch is not perfect because she’s extremely tongue tied. The pediatrician (whose name I can’t remember because we’ve met so many people) came and recommended snipping the frenulum. I was very nervous that she was going to do it in front of me; I was also nervous that she would take Milo away to do it. She wrapped my little Milo up tight and carried her off, returning after just a few minutes, Milo still sleeping with a freshly elongated tongue. I can’t wait to see how she latches now!

My day-after c-section body: lots of needle marks (I was dehydrated, so that made it all the more difficult to find a vein; some nurses had to try multiple spots); a rash on my arm from the blood pressure cuff; tape residue all over my back from the epidural; nicks and scratches on my leg from where they had things taped down; a very sore wrist from the IV; and, of course, the incision in my low abdomen. I haven’t had the courage to look at it yet. Soon, maybe.

Let me try to be positive about the hospital experience:

• Milo is here with me.
• Mom and Alyssa are here with me.
• Chase is here with me.
• my meals are delivered (most are chicken-based, but let’s not dwell on that).
• pain medication.
• the rooms have nice views.
• I actually kind of like the disposable underwear.
• Milo is here with me.