Saturday, January 31, 2009

BABIES part 2

So, where did we leave off? Oh yeah, babies have been born…

Shall we continue? Yeah, I think so too….

Saturday, January 10, 2009:
I wake up on Saturday, and am more lucid than I was on Friday. The nurse comes in and tells me they are taking away my “happy drug dispensing button” and switching me to Motrin and Hydrocodone pills. Okay, okay….as long as the pain killers keep coming my way, I should be good. The nurse tells me I have to ASK for the pain killers; they will not just bring them to me….great… I have to think…..this is a stretch….

I cry…..a lot…..this is a recurring theme……it happens everyday, several times a day….which is WEIRD for me…..because I’m not a crier…..I’m a screamer and a curser, but not a crier……so this weirds me out, which makes me cry more…..yeah, I’m not getting anywhere with this…

I also feel like someone else had the babies and I’m just a stabbing victim. I tell everyone that I would like to see the babies, because I have not seen them yet. They all look at me like I’ve grown 2 heads. They tell me that I saw them yesterday….I argue and say “NO I Did Not”…..they show me pictures of me in the NICU with each of them……I burst into tears….again…..’cuz that always helps….

They load me up in a wheelchair and cart me off to the NICU to see the babies for what I think is the FIRST time… was GLORIOUS!!!!! They get each of them out of their NICU enclosed cribs (which we have started calling their ‘Condo’s”) and I get to hold each of them. The NICU rules state that there can be no more than 2 people at each baby’s bedside… Memaw and Pa and the hubby and I take turns rotating between the two kiddos to maximize our ‘baby time.’ Simple GLORIOUS!!!!!

Back to my room….at this point, they trade out my 2 Heparin shots daily for 2 Lovenox shots daily…..still to be taken in the abdomen…..still painful…..what a shocker…..

My pain is still pretty bad, and I let it get ahead of me……I suffer thru the afternoon and evening trying to get back on top of it. I request the nurses to BRING me my pain meds every time I can take another dose, instead of me calling to request them…..I even ask for them to wake me up to administer the doses…they agree without hesitation…..the Nurses at Baylor Dallas ARE SO AWESOME!!!!!

E comes to see me. It has been a few days since I remember seeing her, so it is good to see her, even though I’m not at my best. She also receives her “presents from her sister and brother.” Her sister M gave her a Hello Kitty with matching Purse and book and a Kitty Rice Krispy Treat on a stick (she loves food on sticks). Her brother F gave her a hardback book containing 4 Superman comics (she loves superman too). She was thrilled with it all! She still did not -really- get that she has a new sister and brother. With this being RSV season, she is not allowed in the NICU, so all she has to go on is our word and some pictures we took.

But the hubby made her a ‘flashcard’ with M on one side and F on the other and laminated it so she can carry it around with her….which she does!

Sunday, January 11, 2009:
Memaw and Pa take a break from us and head to the house for some down time…. and our good friends the Korson’s take E to a Camping Expo in Arlington for the day…..she gets to see fish and hang out with her friends, so she is pretty happy.

I finally get to start eating real food today.

Monday, January 12, 2009:
Today they have added Coumadin to my drug regiment; there are significant food restrictions with this one. Anything high in Vitamin K will jack with my Coumadin levels…….which is bad. I will be on this drug for 6 months. Also, I have to continue to take the Lovenox shots until I reach the appropriate therapeutic levels of Coumadin. Now I’m checking out soon, so this means Memaw will be giving me these shots to the abdomen twice a day……ah yes… for everyone.

Dr. Graham’s partner, Dr. Weinstein comes by to check on me and basically says “you gotta get outta here before you catch something!” We agree. But at the same time, I’m not really trilled about checking out with out the kids. They are estimated to be in the NICU for about 2 weeks. We go over all of the drugs that I will be on upon leaving the hospital. Obviously the Coumadin is the one for concern.

He also mentions that the Coumadin will put me at an elevated risk for bleeding injuries….so a cut will bleed more than normal…..but something big, like, say, a car wreck, might be a significant risk……just what we need to hear….”Drive Careful”…’s like this is a never ending cycle of “gotcha!”…..

He also tells us to see Dr. Maisel by Friday. This is to check my blood for the Coumadin levels….he does not want me to go too long on both the Lovenox shots AND the Coumadin… too, so I’m okay with seeing Dr. Maisel sooner rather than later….

Also, I have started having back spasms, due to me having to use my back to walk and sit up instead of my abdomen……hell, I sneezed once and thought I -must- have popped a staple loose……the thought of using my abdomen for ANYTHING is really, really far in the back of my mind… maybe next year I’ll consider trying again….maybe….

Tuesday, January 13, 2009:

We check out without the kiddos……I cry A LOT today……

I’m checking out with doctor’s instructions/prescriptions to be on the following:
• Lovenox Shots (2 times a day)
• Coumadin once a day, and a healthy list of “do not eat…”
• Iron
• Prenatal Vitamins
• 1200mg Calcium
• Hydrocodone
All of the above come with ‘don’t exceed blah, blah, blah’ type of instructions. The hubby fills all my scripts for me.

My Back spasms have replaced the gut wound as ‘the most painful’ spot on my entire body. They actually take my breath away…..I’m beginning to think this will never end…..and yes, there is more crying…..{sigh}

Wednesday, January 14, 2009:
The Kiddos “graduate” from the North Hall to the South Hall in the NICU. This is GOOD! This means they are getting closer to release. They both have been moved out of the Condos and into the Regular Open Cribs.

M is on target for check out on Friday. However, they had to put F back on his Cannula (oxygen tube to nose) and moved him under a Heater – he is losing weight and can not keep up body temperature. He has lost weight 3 days in a row, and they are speculating that he is using his entire food intake to try to stay warm. However, once stripped down to his diaper and put under the heater, he stretches out and appears to be VERY relaxed....kinda looks like he is thinking "Ah.....I could use a beer...waiter?"

Late this evening the hubby discovers one of my prescriptions is wrong; I was supposed to be taking 1200mg of CALCIUM Carbonate, but the Pharmacy made a mistake and the Rx was filled for LITHIUM Carbonate. The hubby discovers the mistake after I had taken 600 mg of Lithium in the morning, and was retrieving the ‘second’ dose of what we believed was Calcium. WE ALL FREAK OUT! The hubby calls the NICU (pumped milk expressed after I have taken the Lithium has been dropped off for kids). It was a -rough- night for all with worry……and yes, MORE crying……{when will this part end???}

Thursday, January 15, 2009:
The hubby calls to check on Kiddos with regard to our Lithium scare. The NICU Pediatrician reassures us kids are not in any danger, due to the dosage being so small; however, he does instruct me to “pump and dump milk” for 48 hours from the time I ingested the Lithium. {sigh} All that effort, for nothing…..

The hubby goes by the Pharmacy to confirm our Prescription is for calcium. The pharmacist he talks with (not one who filled script) is visibly shaken over the mistake; we get a copy of paperwork documenting the Lithium mistake on -their- end.

I call Dr. Graham’s office to confirm I am supposed to be taking Calcium not Lithium – yep, they confirm it’s the pharmacies mistake. {NOTE: Dr. G’s office is also extremely Freaked Out by the mistake}. They also tell me the Calcium can be Over the counter; yeah us!

I should pause right here to address all those little voices screaming inside most of your heads……..MAYBE CHERISE –SHOULD- BE ON LITHIUM…….yeah, I thought it too, but come on! Talk about Wrong Timing!!! :o) This can be addressed at a later date, right? Right?

Back to the timeline…

The NICU had to put F back into the Condo to help him maintain body temp and gain his weight back; he had dropped in weight 3 days in a row. His temp is holding and he is starting to regain the it is working.

M had been cleared for check out on Friday!!! YEA!!! But NICU protocol requires us to “Overnight with her” prior to release. So the hubby and I pack a bag and head to the hospital for the evening with M. Memaw and Pa handle E at home.

The night comes and goes……very slowly…..I still have a lot of ‘ouchies’ and have to figure out how to get in and out of the hospital bed again, every 2-3 hours to pump; meanwhile the hubby is up every 3-4 hours to feed M. We are totally spent by the time the morning arrives……and I am thinking “Holy Crap! That’s just ONE baby…..I’m screwed….”

Friday, January 16, 2009:
We meet with Dr. Maisel to go over our blood levels and future treatment; he is a really nice guy. I am confused as to where exactly the filter was placed. He draws us a picture of where the filter is located….it is funny, and he keeps saying ‘this is not to scale’….but still, it is funny…..we ask him to sign it, which he does….he laughs at us! It is nice to laugh….almost forgot what that feels like…..we tell him it will be on our blog….he laughs again! :o) The drawing is included with the explanations added by the hubby...

He tells us the filter will be in for 2-3 weeks then we need to go get it out…..oh goody! Another round of the light flashing, neck pain, pushing fun…..wait! I won’t be pregnant this time……maybe I will get the FULL dose of Happy Drugs!!! Yea!!! Maybe I won’t even REMEMBER getting it removed??? Wouldn’t that be GREAT?!?!

Blood work comes back showing we are still too low on the Coumadin levels….we have to continue with the
Lovenox shots 2x/day plus Coumidin; we are scheduled for another check in a week.

Texas Oncology at Baylor makes me remember there are others out there also battling serious diseases/cancer….in addition to the massive amount of folks in the waiting rooms, there is a wig store located right next to the main check in counter…..Makes me very grateful for everything we have, and try not to complain as much…

Next we go to our Dr. Graham appointment to have our staples taken out….Man! That feels SO much Better!!! We tell her about the Lithium scare…..she just shakes her head and reiterates that life can change on a dime….we ask for an update on Baby Sophia….she tells us that the baby’s kidneys are functioning and her seizures have stopped, but that she is still waiting for confirmation of brain activity… is hard to ask for details, given the patient confidentiality rules she is working with…..God Bless Baby Sophia And Her Family.

F continues to gain weight and eat more; he is still in enclosed crib for temp issues for today. But otherwise, he is doing Great!

We bring in the car seat for the stress test for M. We also take a mandatory Infant CPR class. Then we sign all the release paperwork. It is VERY HARD to leave F in the NICU…alone….without his sister… :o( {it should be a given that there was more crying…}

M comes home! E is DELIGHTED; she brings all of her favorite toys over to M….she even shares “kitty” with her (it is a VERY special moment).

We are very blessed!

Oh! One of the pictures was just too cute not to share....I am holding M in the NICU and she is dreaming and smiling really big....the hubby managed to snap up the picture of me smiling back at the right time....totally too cute!!

Love to all,

Sunday, January 25, 2009


WARNING: This is a REALLY LONG POST… make sure you have gone to the bathroom, have a snack and possibly a beverage before you settle in to read it! :o)

Okay, so this post will be a little different than my previous ones….I’m having to resort to a day by day recap….and my days are a little foggy, so some of this is coming from the hubby and Memaw’s account of how things went down.

Let’s start at the beginning, shall we?
Monday, January 5, 2009:

Good thing the hubby reminded me to throw together the hospital bag this past weekend.

We arrived at our OB appointment Monday morning, and after the sonogram, Dr. G told us we needed to go to the hospital and check in.

At that time, Baby Boy B's amniotic fluid was measuring lower than it had been the previous weeks, plus he was continuing to trend smaller in size than Baby Girl A. These two things combined made Dr. G want to get a second pair of eyes, and put us on Hospital Bedrest.

So we called Memaw and Pa to head on this way. Called MommaJo to let her know what was going on. Then called one of our friends and asked them to watch E for us for the day. And then my brain pretty much ceased to function clearly.....go figure.

We arrived at the house, passed off E, grabbed our hospital bags and pillows and headed to the hospital. We were really nervous, and anxious to speak to the Specialist, Dr. Magee. But being the Monday after a holiday weekend, Labor and Delivery was pretty busy.

We told the staff, "hey man, we are not critical, so feel free to deal with those who are critical....but if we become critical, we would like to be moved to the top of the list!" ;o)

Late that afternoon, Dr. Magee came in and performed the scan and determined he did not think Baby Boy's levels were too low...he thought it was his positioning that was making it hard to determine an accurate read on his levels. Dr. G talked to him and they decided that we need to stay put and have scans done twice a week (Monday's and Thursday's) to keep an eye on Baby Boy. He was optimistic and thought we could go until 37 weeks. Dr. Graham did not want to push our luck, and put us in an emergent situation for the birth. We, needless to say, were siding with HER! :o) Sensing a birthing sooner rather than later, Dr. G ordered Steroid Shots for me to help with the babies lung development......and boy DO THEY HURT :o(

So the bottom line of all of that was "Go Check In Until These Kids Come Out." We were moved to a regular room around 9pm (this was after we checked in to Labor and Delivery for observation at 12:30pm). The hubby left for the night to go and retrieve E and head home with her, as she resumes school on point in jacking up her schedule over all of this....Memaw and I set about unpacking and settling in for the evening.

Then I started to notice that my legs were really starting to ache….they had started down in Labor and Delivery, but I contributed it to me having to be in the bed hooked up to the baby monitors…..basically, I did not think too much about it.

Also the steroids were keeping me awake. So what started out as something I did not think too much about turned into the only thing I noticed from midnight until 3:30am, when the pain was too much for me to handle. Every time I got up to go to the bathroom, that leg would throb and pain would shoot through my calf with what seemed like a knife stab. I almost fell twice. I tried to continue to ignore it until I noticed the knot on my left leg. I woke up Memaw. We called the nurse. She called the doctor-for-the-evening. He blew it off. She was visibly mad about his decision. So the nurse brought Hydrocodone for the pain, but wanted us to be sure to tell the Morning Resident about it. I managed to get a total of ONE HOUR of sleep…Memaw can (unfortunately) verify this as I keep her up with me from 3:30 on.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009:

The Resident came in, and I explained that I was in excruciating pain. She decided to have my legs Doppler-checked for clots. The nurse was relieved.

The hubby came to the hospital after dropping off E at school. Dr. Weinstein came in and also determined a Doppler of my legs was in order. This was scheduled to happen before lunch. So down to Radiology I went. The Tech was also pregnant, so we had something to chat about while she dopplered both of my legs.

The hubby and I were taken back to my room to wait for the results, which came rather quickly: The scan confirmed a 2.5 centimeter clot in my RIGHT leg and a ‘superficial’ clot in my LEFT leg. The nursing staff came in and put compression stockings (called TEDs) on both of my legs, and then put on the “Leg Squeezing Machine” – this was a set of calf-long blood pressure cuffs, that alternated inflating to assist with moving my blood around (to keep it from pooling in my legs). This first night of the Leg Squeezers was really annoying, due to me having to disconnect them every time I had to get up to go pee – remember I’m still pregnant at this point.

They also put me on Heparin Shots, 2 times a day, which REALLY burn…..and they have to be administered to the abdomen, in the subcutaneous fat layer – and mine was REALLY stretched thin, so finding it became a game of sorts. AND I also had to have my second steroid shot this night. Ah, Pain……is there enough to go around? My experience says “yes”. :o\

Dr. Graham came by to inform us that this latest blood clot development really puts us in a Critical category. The Heparin is necessary to keep the clots from growing and/or breaking loose and getting to my lungs and killing me and the babies. She has consulted with a Hematologist Oncologist (Dr. Maisel) that she has worked with before, and he will be stopping by tomorrow with his assessment of our situation. But she suspects that an intravenous filter will need to be put in place to catch any clots that come loose. The problem is we have Placenta Previa, which is a serious bleed risk, and now we have been put on Heparin (a blood thinner). She is visibly concerned, and is telling us that she is have team meetings with all of her colleagues that will be assisting on our case, and getting input from them for the next steps. She will meet with us again after Dr. Maisel meets with us.

Meanwhile, the hubby had gone and retrieved E from school and brought her down to the hospital to see me. She is a little cautious upon seeing me in the bed with the Leg Squeezer machine going. When the nurse comes in to check my vitals, she looks at her and in all earnest says:

You take good care of my mother, okay?

It was very sweet, and I was glad to know that she was somewhat getting that Mommy was sick, but that the nurses and doctors were there to help me, and that I was going to be okay.

Memaw took a picture of me in the hospital bed with the leg squeezers on, big-as-a-house-pregnant.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009:

We meet Dr. Maisel, who again confirms the clot is in the RIGHT leg…..which is just totally baffling to me, cuz the pain is totally in the LEFT. He assures me, it is the Right, with the pain in the left coming from a superficial clot. Okay…..he’s the expert.

My brain is really starting to become overloaded. I’m starting to really freak out on a mostly internal level, but I can totally see that changing and exploding into the external very, very soon.

So Dr. Maisel tells us that we will be on the Heparin until right before the C-section; at which point they will stop the Heparin (about 6-8 hours before surgery), and will resume it 6-8 hours after the surgery. So the filter HAS to go in. Great. He explains that usually, they go in thru the artery/vein in your leg and weave it up to the Inferior Vena Cava (IVC). However, me being the super-doper pregnant person I am, they have concerns. The other option is to go in thru my neck to get to the IVC. Neither sound appealing. I ask if I have to be conscious for the procedure, and he tells me unfortunately, yes…..but that some type of “happy drug” will be administered…..yea me.

All of this is starting to swirl around my brain at a rapid rate……and I kinda lose it a little bit….so when the nurse comes in to administer the Heparin shot for the night, I tell her that I don’t know if I’m really supposed to get it, given the filter surgery they are trying to have scheduled for tomorrow……she doesn’t argue, just says OK, and leaves.

When Dr. Graham shows up later that night, she says:
Dr. G: Cherise, you can’t be telling the nurse not to administer drugs to you! If you were a nurse, I would have you fired! You are fired!
Me: Oh. So I need the Heparin shot tonight?
Dr. G: YES!!! And then she laughs…

She then tells us that the plan is coming together. She has called in all her favors for all her colleagues that she would like to have on deck for the now decided Friday delivery day. (Memaw calls Pa to tell him to come on down). Dr. Graham does not want to name names, but does mention calling “Chris” for her anesthesia doctor. This turns out to be Dr. Christopher Haas.

She confirms that a filter does indeed need to go in. She also explains that she went down personally to find the “right doctor” to do the procedure from Internal Radiology. She was funny about it…she said:

I’m a Doctor Cherise. I can just write an order and make this happen. But I didn’t. I wanted to see the doctor face to face and talk with them and make sure they were completely on board with our case. You will be seeing Dr. Clair Savage. I have spoken with her several times, and she is very good.

I love Dr. Graham. She was SO COMMITTED to our case.

She also tells us that they will be going thru my neck to insert the filter. Also they will not be stopping at the IVC, but rather going to the Renal Artery. This should catch the blood clot(s) if it/they break loose. I will be awake during the entire process, which should take about 20 minutes. Then, I will be in the 'radiation area' recovering for another hour, I think. The entire time, there will be a dedicated person monitoring the babies for any changes, distress, etc. She also said there is a "minimal risk" to the babies due to the radiation from the x-ray. After the hour of recovery, I will go back to labor and delivery and get to see the hubby and my folks, and continue recovering until Delivery Day on Friday.

So I should point out that at this point, I’m really not sure where my IVC -or- Renal Artery is with relation to the entry point of my jugular. My hubby, being the overly intelligent man that he is, starts this conversation with Dr. G about “so, the filter will go thru the neck, thru the heart, thru something else, past the IVC and then be deployed in the Renal Artery”…..she says yes…….at this point I’m white as a sheet and my eyes are bugging out……WAY too much info for me……I was happy in my denial of “Hey, renal sounds close to the jugular, right?” He realizes his mistake and immediately starts to apologize and comfort me….too late….I start to cry……I’m so freaked out and scared.

She also says that the amount of “Happy Drugs” will have to be very minimal to reduce the risk to the twins…..again I say, yea me.

We call upon our good friends again to pick up E, and she has her very first “sleep over” with Mrs. Sidra, Mr. Paul, Sebastian and Ava. I’m worried about her, but comforted in the knowledge that she is in good hands.

The hubby stays with me in the hospital room and Memaw stays in hospital hotel…..neither one of them want to be ‘too far away’ from me, and frankly, I don’t want them to be too far away either……I’m really starting to experience this week as a spectator…..surreal …..

Thursday, January 8, 2009:

Dr. Haas stopped by and introduced himself. He and his team have been ‘tapped’ by Dr. Graham to participate in our delivery scheduled for tomorrow. He let us know that I will be unconscious for procedure. The hubby and Memaw will NOT be allowed to be in the OR for the procedure. I will have 5 IVs including a central line (thru the neck). The being unconscious part does have pros and cons, but after the last meeting with Dr. G, they are in agreement that unconscious is the way to go.

So then a little bit later on in the morning, the hubby and Memaw and I headed down to Internal Radiology to meet Dr. Savage and Dr. Giles, her colleague. The hubby and Memaw were peeled off at the waiting room and I was led away thru the “No Admittance Beyond This Point” doors (queue scary music sequence…)

When I arrived at the nurse station, all of the doctors and nurses went silent upon laying eyes on me……kinda weird, but then again, big-as-a-freaking-house-pregnant… didn’t REALLY put too much thought into it…..initially…

So I was parked in a location where I was facing the Nurses Station….there were funny little “Savage Country” posters on the walls …. I was beginning to speculate what Dr. Clair Savage looked like….at this point Dr. Giles wondered over and introduced himself, and explained a little bit about the procedure, and I managed to put a good face on it, and smiled weakly as he talked. Then Dr. Clair appeared. She smiled upon entering my little “holding spot”…..I could not help but chuckle and smile back….I said:

Me: You must be Dr. Clair
Dr. Clair: Yes I am
Me: So I take it you have talked to Dr. Graham
Dr. Clair: I have had SEVERAL conversations with her including one this morning; except in this conversation Dr. G started talking –BEFORE- I had answered the phone. When I did answer, Dr. G was saying ‘And another thing, I don’t understand why…’ I had to say ‘whoa, whoa, whoa….let’s start over.’

I had to laugh out loud. I said ‘Yes, Dr. G is VERY thorough.’ She said ‘You are right. I’m going to switch to her for my OB/GYN!’

Dr. Savage explains the Filter procedure as follows:
I will be wheeled into the Radiology OR. I will not be administered too much of the happy drug due to risks to the babies. The procedure will involve them administering a local in my neck at the point of entry. They will apply a dye first to decide on the placement of the filter. Then they will deploy the filter. This should take about 20 minutes.

So in I go…..the next part was kinda like a bad acid flashback (except that I have never done acid…hhhmmmm)…..So they move me from one table to another, and place my arms in these plastic shields to keep them from falling off the table – translated “trapped”. Then one tech starts to try to gather up my hair in one of the hair nets, and they removed my St. Gerard necklace and wrap it around one of my hands. Then they start to administer a little bit of the “Happy Drug”.

But nothing could be complete without a Claustrophobia attack, right? Dr. Giles starts to unroll this type of drop cloth across my face, where my head is turned to the left, exposing just the right side of my neck….but it keeps on unrolling until I can not see and I start having my anxiety attack….the only thing I can think is “I’m suffocating in a Wal-Mart bag!!!” I start to try to move my arm to push the drop cloth off my face, only to discover They Are Trapped. That’s when I lose it…..I say very deliberately:

Hey. Guys. I’m. Having. A Claustrophia. Attack.

Two Techs rush over and pull the cloth off part of my face to allow some fresh air to come in…I hear them discuss how much of the “Happy Drug” has been administered, and how much more I can take….which turns out to be not much….so then they ramp up the procedure…..they administer the local…which REALLY FREAKING HURTS…..then a serious of things happens….the lights go on and off a few times, one of the techs keeps messing with my hair, there is a lot of discussion between Dr. Savage and Dr. Giles on the placement. They administer –more- local…..then they start to deploy the catheter with the filter in it…..this part REALLY HURTS…..they have to push really hard, and I can hear the tube scraping on the drop cloth…..nothing says love like Sound Affects in a Scary Surgery! YIKES! I manage to hold it together….finally they pull off the drop cloth and hair net, and call the L&D nurse over to do the baby checks….but it has been too much for me and I finally start to cry….Dr. Giles says “Please don’t cry. I can’t go home today and tell my wife I made a pregnant woman cry today.”

Meanwhile, Dr. Savage brings and update to family:
• She had not been able to anesthetize me as she normally would have, due to the babies.
• I was more awake than normal patients having the same procedure.
• My neck was going to be sore, because they really had to push to get it inserted and thru to the Renal Artery.

So the hubby said “Great. So she will be in pain and pissed. Wonderful!”
Dr. Savage also told them that she had never performed this procedure on a pregnant woman before…..glad everything worked out!

Dr. Savage and Dr. Giles are back in the OR with me, intently watching the Labor and Delivery Nurse try to find good heartbeats on both babies….she finds Baby Girl pretty quickly, but can not find Baby Boy, due to him wiggling around too much. Finally she looks at the two Doctors and tells them she wants to go ahead and move me to L&D to hook me up to the big monitors. Both Doctors went a little stiff and opened their mouths….then Dr. Savage says, “Ok, but you will call us when you get the status on the Boy, right? All we need is a thumbs up, okay?” It became very obvious that Dr. Graham had told them to make sure the babies were alright when they were done. They were not thrilled at the thought of the nurse taking me without this confirmation in hand. The nurse assures them, and I’m carted off.

And of course, Dr. Savage was right….or at least partially right….I was indeed VERY sore on my neck… now my neck hurts and my legs hurt on top of all the ordinary aches and pains associated with 34 week pregnancy of twins! Yea Me!!!

That evening, Dr. Graham drops by to go over the final plan. The filter will stay in for about a month. I will be on blood thinners for about 6 months. Due to me having to be unconscious, she will need to go fast, and she will need to go vertical instead of horizontal on my abdominal incision. Since I will be unconscious, the babies will be born unconscious too. There will be 2 units of blood hanging when she begins and there will be 2 more in the room. There will be 2 NICU teams in there along with the Anesthesiologist Team, the Labor and Delivery Team and her Surgical Team.

The hubby and I tell her we completely trust her and her judgment in all things regarding this procedure. I reassure her that the vertical incision will be OK….and that I can always have it ‘fixed’ at a later date if it bothers me too much….that the important thing is to get the babies out.

She again reviews that the heparin will be stopped and then restarted after the procedure.
She leaves and we digest all of this info.

Meanwhile, Pa comes in and he and Memaw decide to stay close, so they stay in the hospital hotel that night, with the Hubby staying with me in the room.
E stays with Mrs. Sidra again.
Mr. Paul comes by to check on us and brings Krispy Kreme doughnuts. YUM!
Also Uncle Alan / Aunt Lisa come by and drop off some gifts for E “from the twins”. We are very grateful they can do this for us.
The hubby stays with me tonight.

With all of these procedures going on, Blue Cross/Blue Shield calls Dr. Graham “to find out if this is all for one patient.” Dr. Graham tells us that by the time she was done speaking with them, they told her, “whatever you need Dr. Graham, make it happen.” I SO FREAKING LOVE MY DOCTOR!!!!!!!

Friday, January 9, 2009:

Birthing Day! They stopped Heparin shots for the surgery.

Dr. Graham, Dr. Haas, 2 NICU teams, and the L&D team are ready (Latoya, one of the Labor & Delivery nurses came in on her day off just to be involved in my delivery).

They took me down around 7:30am, and put in the first IV, which knocked me out (thank God) before they inserted the other 4 IVs. The surgery started around 9:40am

M was born at 9:45am, she was 19” long; F was born 9:46am, he was 19.25” long – both were unconscious, like me [NOTE: if you want to know their actual names, send me an email].

Memaw, Pa and the hubby got to see babies almost immediately; the nursing staff offered to take pictures for us in the delivery room.

Everything went relatively smoothly; they were prepared for every possible scenario. After the babies were born, Dr. Graham clamped and cross clamped Uterus; then she discovered the bright red bleeding coming from the placenta’s AFTER this was done; she unclamped and had to deal with placentas then. Up until this point, she had not touched them, in an effort to control the bleeding risk.

Well, it turned out to be I had DOUBLE placenta previa, and they were stacked like pancakes. I had dilated, and both placentas had turned into accreta, grown through cervix and into vaginal cavity; they were the only thing keeping the kiddos IN. Dr. Graham did her magic, and stopped the bleeding with only having to put in 2 units (remember, they had 4 on deck). The nursing staff was so ‘shocked’ at the size of my uterus, they weighed it! The uterus plus both placentas weighed 4.5 pounds…..that was like a third kid!

At any rate…..I remember waking up around 3pm, semi-lucid for the first time…..but evidently, during my recovery, when the hubby and Memaw and Pa were in there checking on me, Swearing occurred…….I know, I know…..pick up your jaws…..

I am told there was a lot of
“Holy Crap, this HURTS!”
And a few of
“Shit, this Hurts a lot!!”
And finally, one
“I just want you guys to know, “F*#@ this Hurts!!!”

Now, I don’t remember any of this, but I’m going off reliable sources….not to mention, I did all of this in front of everyone, including MommaJo, who drove in that morning…….again I say, Yea Me. :o\ {sigh}

Evidently, later on I was wheeled to NICU to see M and F; I totally don’t remember this, but there are pictures of me doing this, so it had to have happened.

My Pain is unreal – abdominal and Neck; they have equipped me with a lovely pain-killer-button… I love that button!

They resume the Heparin shots. {sigh}

Dr. Graham checks in on us. She tells me in no uncertain terms that Lisa, our ultrasound technician in her office, literally saved my life. We completely agree. If she had not warned of the low fluid on F, we would have gone home and never given a second thought to my leg pain; I would have died going into the c-section without the blood thinners and filter in place. May God Bless Lisa!!!!

She also tells us that life can turn on a dime. After our successful operation, the next patient they asked her to assist on (not a regular patient of her office), had severe complications, and she is really worried about the baby……she asks us to put Baby Sophia on our Prayer List. The hubby sends out the request immediately.


We are eternally grateful to everyone out there that was praying for us and our doctors. I believe it really worked. Those of you that know me really well know that I am not prone to being overly mushy or strongly religious, but in this case I must be both.
I would not be here nor would the babies if it had not been for my God, my Angels and my Doctors.

Go hug someone! And tell them you love them and that you are glad they are part of your life.

Okay, enough of that :o)

[NOTE: This is the recap of the first 5 days….there will be another post with the next few days worth of drama, but this at least catches everyone up on how we finally got babies. So stay tuned, because there was more drama…..which is not really saying anything, because what is life with Cherise without Large Quantities Of Drama!!! :o)]

Love to everyone,