I went to the post op area in sooo much pain.
Maybe my body was just exhausted after almost 3 days of labor? Maybe it was hormones? Maybe my healing incision? But it wasn’t. It took several more hours before I was stable enough to go to the L&D floor. The next couple of days, we had many well-wishers and family welcome our new baby and got newborn pictures done. Then 6 days after I arrived, I was released.
Again, looking back I should not have been released.
I remember not feeling well and expressing that to my nurse, but she dismissed me saying it was “normal” to be nausea and fatigued. I went home and rested as much as I could with a nursing newborn. Thankfully, my mom stayed with us and was willing to help with middle of the night feedings. Ironically, she was the best at getting my new baby to burp after feeding. But, little did any of us know I had an uterine infection brewing.
Three days later I would be rushed back to the ER with a fever and unbearable pain.
I remember the ER doctor coming into exam me. Obviously my abdomen was still tender after the c-section, but she expressed I was in more pain than normal. She order a CT scan. I vividly remember she saying I may have appendicitis and may need another surgery. My poor mom had to excuse herself. When she walked back in, I asked if she was ok. With tears in her eyes, she told me I know you have a baby now but you are my baby. Thankfully, I was diagnosed with "only" a uterine infection. The ER doctor wanted to send me home on antibiotics but my OB wanted IV antibiotics. I would need to stay another three days. Thankfully hospital policy allowed my baby to stay with me since it was an obstetrics issue.
After three uneventful days we were discharged again.
I will never forget the feeling of coming home again. I was so grateful I was home, but scared I would need to go back again. Thankfully I would not. We would be able to enjoy our new family of three +1 canine. :)