Saturday, 3 October 2009

The Waiting Game

Well... After all, the 2nd of October is not such a cool date... Who would like to share a birthday with Ghandi? And anyway it was raining and cold outside!
Eva decided she was not to be born yesterday and instead gave us the surprise (and a glimpse of what her personality may be like) to turn herself round and position her head on the birth channel (although she was not engaged yet)... I think she will miss the inside of the bump as much as I will miss her being there! We arrived early at the Hospital, I went upstairs (via the lift, of course) and checked myself in Ward 19 at Stirling Royal Infirmary... In a matter of 5 minutes, I was wearing a (horrible) dressing gown and sitting on a hospital bed. Frazer joined in after parking the car... A student midwife came to see me and started asking questions: Am I wearing jewellery, make up (I thought it was pretty obvious that I was not wearing any: I LOOKED HORRIBLE!!!), etc, etc, etc... Then, came in the anesthesiologist to explain tehe type of anesthetics I was to receive that day: a spinal block. Eventually Frazer left to get my sister (who was at the car park feeding Giovanna)and in less that 2 minutes after he left, I was told that I was ready to be wheeled down to theatre. AND MY SISTER WAS NOT THERE!!! Eventually she arrived, just in time to receive the surgical team and off she went to change heself into the scrubs)... A really nice bunch of people... The team leader asked a training doctor to feel the breech, and hands on my tummy, the apprentice said: I don't think there's a breech here! Then the big guy took the scan machine and put the gel on my belly and as soon as he put the probe on the lower part of my abdomen, his words were: "that's the head" SAY WHAT??? So, after countless weeks being comfortable on a breech position, lying with her head on my right hand side, Eva decided to disguise a strategic turn with tons of movements in less than 2 days!!! Whan Valentina was back, wearing the (gigantic) scrubs, I told her: don't dress up, you are not going anywhere!...
And that's we have entered the waiting game!
I'm still scared and happy and have decided that, after hearing a woman being in agony with contractions, I'm going for an epidural! Is just a matter of knowing when :)
See you soon!!!

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