**warning....graphic**

A few things I just remembered about the experience of a c-section....

I didn't realize I was wearing a diaper till the middle of the first night. After giving birth, obviously there is a lot that has to come out. My nurse gave me meds and then proceeded to "change" my diaper and completely clean me. That might have been considered a "low" point of the evening had I not been so tired and slept through most of it.

The next time in they came to take out my catheter. I don't know how I could have been so clueless as not to have realized I had not been to the bathroom in almost 24 hours. I was going....I just didn't realize it.

Like I mentioned...the first full day we spent learning to nurse and learning to care for Jesse. Ron's parents were at the hospital a lot and some of my family got to come back by, as well as a few other visitors.

The nights would go the same as the first night. Jesse ate very regularly. Her cart had a squeaky wheel so we could always tell when the nurse was bringing her down the hall. I was still so tired at night, but knew that she was getting comfort from me.

Saturday finally came and we were really getting anxious to get out of there. Ron's sister, brother in law, and their 2 kids came from Louisiana to visit. They kept us company and went to go get us something to eat.

I still had not gone number 2 because of the meds they were giving me. They said it was common, but they really wanted me to go before I left. The nurse gave me a suppository and told me she could "assist" me. I told her that I could handle it. I did what I was supposed to do and waited. Nothing. This was starting to get painful. About an hour later I told her I needed another one. She looked at me kind of strange and said she would have to phone the dr on call to see if she would allow it.

Really?? I could get extra darvocet or codeine, but there is some sort of administrative alert if I want another suppository?

I kept trying and just hung out in the bathroom. I wondered if they had left another baby in there that was trying to get out. She came back and gave me some sort of mint liquid Tthat did the trick. We had been ready to go since 10am and our pediatrician didn't show up till 6pm. We were so ready to get home.

We were wheeled down...got her buckled in and on our way we went. I sat in the back of the car with Jesse and I cried a little looking at my empty seat up front. I was already worried that things were changing. They were....but I didn't know how good it would get!