So yesterday I was a bit dicouraged when my surgery got postponed, but it was because I was starving and super bored. I went in at 3:45, got strapped down, got an epidural and then had my surgery. Afterwards the dr. did an ultrasound to check on the baby and ...
We got a MAYBE on the gender, although I'm not going to announce it yet.
I had a pretty rough night last night. I couldn't feel/wiggle my toes until about 11:00 pm and my back was killing me from laying down so long. The nurse kept moving me around a propping pillows around me which helped but I was still uncomfortable. But the WORST was the catheter. I don't know if I was born with a super sensitive urethra along with my IC ( incompetent cervix) but geez oh man did that hurt! I was in tears for a while and begged the nurse to put me out of my misery.
This morning my lovely doctor took the catheter out, so now I'm just hooked up to antibiotics, anti-contraction meds and the last of the fluids through IV.
I don't feel touch discomfort from the surgery, but I haven't gotten out of bed yet either.
Now I just count down the minutes to my next meal and try not to go crazy with boredom.