The kiddo is napping now so I should be able to finish this post without her assistance. :-)
So we dropped Amelia off at Kathy's and went to the hospital. I arrived at Labor and Delivery and the doctor working said, "oh you're my c section for this afternoon." My doctor had already called and talked to her, so they told us we'd have the surgery around 330. It was early in the day maybe 10 or 10:30 when we got to the hospital. They put me in a room in triage and hooked me up to the monitors. Baby was all over the place. The nurse got a urine sample and hooked me up to my FAVORITE machine, the blood pressure monitor. She set it to go off every 5 minutes. Oh the joy. I hate that thing.
They had one on me after I had Amelia and I hated it. I was recovering from surgery, had to have oxygen in my nose, had an IV in one arm, an oxygen monitor on one finger and a blood pressure cuff going off automatically every 10 minutes. Did I mention I was also trying to figure out breastfeeding for the first time? It pretty much sucked! Anyway, I just went off on a tangent there, sorry.
Where was I? Oh yeah the BP monitor. So I'm hooked up to the BP monitor. They had me give a urine sample and the nurse said someone from the lab would be coming to take blood. An hour later she came back and asked if the lab had come yet, I said no. Finally a couple hours after that the lab came and got my blood. Then around 2 PM the nurse comes back and says the labs are back, but they are waiting for the doctor to come back from lunch to look at them. Finally at 3 or so (a half hour before I'm supposed to be ready to have this baby!!) the doctor comes in and says I can go home. She told me that my BP was great, my labs were great and everything else looked fine. So I spent the whole day thinking I was going to have a baby, and I got sent home to be pregnant for two more weeks.