Thursday morning we all woke up a little drunk on "what just happened?"
After a long night of being poked and prodded and being woken up we were ready to just have some quiet time. We ordered some breakfast and then Erick ran home to check on the dogs and take a shower. I still had the epidural in so I wasn't going anywhere, So Avery and I just hung out for a while.
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| The Morning After....feeling a little drunk |
After they came to take my blood again the nurse came in and told me my heme levels had dropped down to 5.5 (Normal levels are between 12-16, because I'm very anemic in my every day life I run around 8) They were really concerned about me being so low and my OB said I needed a transfusion. I was too low for injections so the only other option was transfusion. Erick was still at home when this all happened and I was a little freaked out. I had never had a transfusion before. When I got low they always caught it in enough time to give me iron injections. I called and discussed it with Erick and how I was a little scared and he said there was nothing to be afraid of. We decided it was going to be ok and told the nurse to Hook Me Up! They had to wait for my IV to finish and then hooked me up. I had to have 2 bags of blood which took almost 5 hours. When the nurse started my transfusion I kept saying, this is really hurting, i think something is wrong. She wasn't paying attention and kept saying, well it's going to be cold and maybe hurt for a minute. When I looked down at my arm blood had started filling under my skin and it was hurting really bad. She finally turned around and said, Oh No! and stopped the machine. I wanted to scream... "I TOLD YOU!!" She had to start an IV on the other arm since I had what looked like a huge bruise 4" from my wrist into my arm. After it was all over I started to feel so much better. Before I was really tired and felt so out of it, I just assumed it was because I had a little bit of a BIG DAY the day before. But after I felt so much better. Once my transfusion was over they took out my IV and Epidural. I was able to shower and that made me feel EVEN better.
Friday the hospital photographer came to take pictures. I thought they would have given us more notice, I was hoping to have Erick there and maybe even showered before but she surprised us. She did a really good job. My mom has a picture of us kids from the hospital photographer and the pictures were just drastically different. We all had the "I'm just on the verge of tears because you ripped out my binky" look and they look like they were taken with a Polaroid. This woman was super professional and took quite a few shots. She said she would come back later in the afternoon after Erick got back from the house so she could show us the proofs. I was a little in awe on how high tech she was. She had all our pictures on a slide show on her ipad and had so many different packages we could buy. Of course we were suckered in as first time parent and bought the CD of pictures. I was so glad we did because alot of them turned out really cute.
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| I'm ready for my close up |
We were released Christmas Day Afternoon (they had alot of discharges that day so it took us a while to get out.) We were the first to be discharged about 1PM.
| Going home day. Family picture before we left (thank heavens for the auto-timer app) |
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| Last time sleeping in her "hospital buggy" |
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| All dressed for going home. |











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