in recovery: day 2
we had some visitors on day 1, which was nice. bryan's brother came by, and julia, our upstairs neighbor. bryan's sister would have come, but the kids were not allowed, so they planned to be there when we arrived home the next day. bryan came for a visit during the day, left for a while and came back that night with dinner and goodnight kisses.
a new nurse was on duty and i had noticed what looked like blood in Oliver's urine (not much, but i thought i'd mention it). she said it was a sign of dehydration. later on, i found out it was no such thing and that it was normal from his pediatrician. anyway, just a sign of what the night was to bring. the nurse suggested that we give him some formula from a cup. anything to keep him healthy was my frame of mind. and i figured she knew what she was talking about.
Oliver was crying constantly unless he was in my arms. i don't really remember my rationale right now, but i was so nervous about him being dehydrated that i kept him with me. i kept falling asleep with him in my arms. i mentioned it to one of the nurses and she was like "well if you really want to send him to the nursery..." oh great! thanks! finally at about 5am, another nurse arrived and i asked her to take him to the nursery because i was delirious.
"well it was your choice to keep him with you and now it's too late to send him to the nursery."
i immediately started crying. when she left i called bryan and woke him up and started bawling. another nurse arrived a short time later and was like "we'll take him, that's not a problem." wtf?
i fell asleep for a few hours and then woke up and walked out to check on Oliver. one of the nurses spoke to me and i started bawling again. he was having his hearing tests and heal prick tests done, and they promised to send him in once that was done.
Sue, my nurse for that day, came by to introduce herself. i think she could tell i was a bit unhinged and she sat to talk with me for a while. i asked if she would send by the lactation consultant. my nipples hurt something awful and then the whole formula feeding thing. the lactation consultant eventually stopped by and asked if i had received the handouts. i hadn't. it was the weekend, and she wasn't around to do it herself. she was annoyed, i was annoyed. i told her how hellish that night had been. in the handout she turned to "the second night: it sucks" ok, it didn't say that exactly, but... had i known, i'm sure it would have helped.
bryan arrived, and shortly thereafter the ultrasound person arrived to check my veins. everything looked ok, so they cleared us to check out. yay!
btw, overall, i was please with the hospital. it was only that one nurse that really pissed me off. the lactation consultant asked me if i remembered who it was, she was pissed. unfortunately, i had no idea the woman's name.