Monday, August 20th, I went to the dr. and was told that I was 3-4 cm and 80% effaced. So we thought...maybe it will be soon. I Bryson did not come on his own during the week then they were going to induce me that Friday, August 24th. Tuesday, August 21st, early that morning I thought that I was beginning contractions. I was not sure so Shaun and I headed to the hospital to find out. They keep me there for a few hours but nothing changed so they sent me home with some pain meds. Oh those meds knocked me out so I sleep pretty much all day long. When I woke up I was still feeling like I was having some contractions but we waited it out. Wednesday, August 22nd, the contractions started getting more and more intense. So, my mom came over and sat with me just in case something happened, I would have someone with me. At about 5:00 when Shaun came home, they were about 5-7 minutes apart and much more intense so we headed back to the hospital again. They checked me and still 3-4 cm and 80% effaced. They keep me a few hours, we walked, we waited, and then they came in at about 9:30 and said they were sending me home again. I was in tears...literally. From hurting, shock, etc. I just could not believe it.
The worst part about it was that we ran into a family friend who is a nurse on the L&D floor. She was telling us that they do not induce anymore until 39 weeks (it's a law) unless there is a medical reason behind it. I was 38 weeks and 6 days. At 12:00 I would have been 39 weeks. I had two hours to go and they still send me home in pain, but of course with pain meds (they did nothing this go around). When we got home I was just in so much pain that I could not sleep. Around 1:30, I was pacing the floor, crying, having contractions every 5 minutes apart with very, very, very intense contractions. I was so nervous to go back to the hospital because I as scared they were just going to send me home again. However, around 3:30 I could not stand it anymore so we headed out. This time, I was 5-6 cm and 100% effaced. They keep me...YEAH! After all that, Bryson finally arrived at 11:10 am on Thursday, August 23rd.
Later that day we were sitting in our room with him and I just noticed that when I was trying to feed him he sounded like he could not catch his breath and that he was choking. We called the nurse in the nursery and she came down. She said that he might have some fluid in his lungs still and they could stick a tube down his throat and try to suck it out. However, when they tried it nothing came out and then that got her a little worried. They assessed him and thought that he had what is called wet lung, (infants with Transient Tachypnea of the Newborn, however, extra fluid in the lungs remains or the fluid is cleared too slowly. So it is more difficult for the baby to inhale oxygen properly, and the baby breathes faster and harder to get enough oxygen into the lungs). Because of this they admitted him into the NICU (special care nursery at Lexington). When he was there they did lots of test and wet lungs quickly got ruled out. When they ordered and Ecocardiogram, they noticed that he had two flaps in his heart that had not closed off. They told us that all babies are born with these flaps open but they close within an hour of being born. Bryson's did not. Within the NICU they could keep a good eye on him. While he was there he was having trouble breathing because one of the flaps was to his pulmonary artery which of course is to the lungs. This was causing his breathing trouble. So they hooked him up to the nasal canula and had air flow and occasionally oxygen pass through to help him with his breathing. He had to be able to cure himself. There was nothing that they could do to help with the process. So for a day (which seemed like forever) we were not allowed to hold him or feed him. He was getting his nutrients from an IV. The next day he was doing so much better that they were able to take his nasal canual off and let me start trying to feed him. Later that day they started weening him off the IV. Finally, Sunday, August 26th, he was off of everything and we were able to bring him home around 5:00ish.
Gosh I know I just wrote you a book but that was our experience with this little man. Not sure what our future has in store with his strong will but that is all right. We are loving it now.
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