Another note...the medical staff seemed very concerned about bowel movements...must've asked me a thousand times...have ya gone yet? I finally asked dh...'why the h-ll do they keep asking me
that ?" He was in the operating room w/ me, watched the whole thing...while I looked at a sheet....any way....he said..."Deb, they took out all your guts (his words) and put 'em on your chest. I think they'll just making sure they didn't kink up something important"
Btw, his "hospital scrubs" had printing on the back that said...."I helped make a miracle today". We still have those.
PS My dad burst into the recovery room after, nurses running behind him...you can't be in here....he said "I just gotta make sure
she's ok"
Held my hand, gave me a kiss, teared up...and told me..."I just needed to see
my own baby
