Recovery....

This picture pretty much sums up on how i was feeling. 

TIRED

WORN OUT

SORE

and 

Hemorrhaging.

After My mom, Mother in law, sister and brother in law came to meet Izaac everything starting to come loose. We were telling everyone goodbye and my nurse came in to get me ready to take me to recovery. Well i gave everyone kisses and moved over to the next bed. The nurse checked my bleeding and pushed on my belly and i just felt a HUGE gush.. Nothing little about this.

She did it a few more times and called Dr Stevenson..

The next thing i know is i have three nurses and my doctor over me and pushing on my belly. My doctor hand was half way up in me and hurting me like no other. I swear it hurt so much more then delivery. She was getting out my blood clots. My uterus wasn't where it was supposed to be. It was clear up under my right boob. The reason why it was clear up there was cause i had so many blood clots that it didn't have room to go back to normal. 

I was scared and didnt know what was really going on. I just knew i was in so much pain and wanting my husband. I had no clue where my husband was at this point so i was laying on my bed looking at the wall and just praying that everything was going to be okay.

They had to give me five sets of different pain medications cause my epidural was wearing off and some more medication to stop the bleeding. 

Nothing didnt help. I was still in tons of pain and still clotting. The only thing it made me do was feel like i was higher the a kite. 

She was trying so hard to get all the clots out but trying not to hurt me as bad. I felt like i was having contraction again and just felt sick to my stomach. I had to ask for a puke bag cause i was scared i was going to lose it. I remember blacking in and out and not knowing who anyone was. I remember asking my doctor who she was and why she was in my room. I also remember not knowing where i was or who my husband was. It was the worst feeling in the world. 

I was hot, sick to my stomach, and just lost. 

She told me that she thought she got all the clots and was going to check on an other delivery. 

But as soon as she left i started bleeding more and more. My nurse had to keep changing the pad under me cause it would fill up so fast. They had to weight it so they knew how much blood i was losing. I think by the time i was all okay i had lost about 16,000 ml of blood. Stevenson came back in and got a few more clots out. I believe she got a total of 8 out of me. 

It was about 3:00am when everything started to get better. I was in pain and still not knowing where i was. I do remember looking over to my left and seeing my husband holding our newborn son. Right then and there i knew i was going to be okay. 

They took so blood and did some test to see if i was going to need a blood transfusion. When they started talking about this, i started freaking out. I was so scared that something bad was going to happen me to. I thought i was going to leave two little boys behind. 

Test results came back and my levels were low but not low enough to need a transfusion. Thank the lord. They also wanted to keep me down in labor and delivery for the night just in case anything else happens. During the night i had my nurse and doctor come in and check on me about every half hour, to make sure i wasn't bleeding anymore.

Thankfully the next morning i was able to move upstairs and start feeling normal again. 

Never in my life i thought i would go thought something like this. It was the worst thing i have every been thought. They said the reason why it happened was cause my blood pressure was so high during labor. 172/98.

As of right now i am anemic and having to take iron pills and a few others. Im still not back where i want tot be but im starting to feel like myself again. Im hoping at my 6 week appointment my levels will be up and i will be able to feel normal again!

It was all worth it cause i have my Izaac with me!