TriggerWicked

After I got off work on wednesday night I came home to find my wife was in a bit of pain. We assumed it was her gallbladder because her docter had previously told her the pain she described sounded like gallstones, but because she had been sick the previous week he never got around to rescheduling an ultrasound to see for sure what it was. We had heard a lot of positive talk about Baptist Hospital, and Hendersonville was currently under construction in the nursery area, so we headed out. We finally got there and after being checked in they sent us to trioge. I was a little disapointed from what I had seen so far. It didn’t look like the cleanest of hospitals, and once we got to the room it was even worse. It was so small and uncomfortable we were all getting antsy and irritated. They checked her blood and completely ignored anything she said relating to the pain. We sat there for 2 insanely long hours and when the nurse came back she just told us we could leave becuase her bloodwork was fine. Nevermind the fact she was almost in tears from the pain. The doctor never even saw her. So of course we did our best to cause a scene on the way out. Jen seemed to be hurting pretty bad tho, so I decided for us to go on to Hendersonville Hospital.

I’ve said some shit about Hendersonville Hospital in the past, but after spending 2 hours at Baptist I really appreciated the cleanliness and overall friendly attitude from the majority of everyone there. Instead of cramming us in a closet they took us to a birthing room that was about the size of our bedroom. They hooked us up with drinks and snacks and let us watch tv while we waited on the bloodwork. After it came back fine, instead of tossing us out the door, they actually tried to figure out what was wrong. Around the time her ultrasound was finished they realized she was contracting a bit and hooked her up to an I.V. for fluids, thinking they were due to dehydration. Hours later and well into the next day, the fluids ended up regulating her contractions and within the next hour her doctor gave the ok to take the baby early. We both grew more nervous by the minute.

They had scheduled the O.R. for around 7, but around 5:30 they popped in and said they would be ready within the next 30 minutes. I threw on my dad gear and they wheeled Jen back. As I waited by the double doors for them to call me back I realized that I was more nervous than I had probly ever been in my life, and I’m not totally sure why. We had done this before and I had a general idea of what to expect, so I guess it was mainly the worry of something going wrong or how Gavin was going to feel about all of it when we got back. I took one last look up at the clock and from what I remember it was 6:00 on the dot, I looked down to see a doctor and nurse headed my way and could tell it was time for me to come back.

I took a seat by Jen trying to calm down so I didn’t worry her any more than she already was, while I held her hand and waited. At 6:11 we heard the cries from our little girl and they brought her around, all purple and gross with blood , but still the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. We were both pretty teary eyed and relieved everything was ok. They soon came for me to go back to the nursery to get little Laura cleaned up. We passed Jen’s parents on the way who were busy keeping up with Gavin. He didn’t seem to understand the whole aspect of it, and was maybe a little surprised to find out what “Sissy” was that we had talked so much about.

Despite being a bit early she was completely healthy. She slept a lot more than I remember Gavin doing, and was really quiet (Apparently she was just waiting till we got home). Jen was beat and her meds werent working all too well, but she still managed to stay pretty chipper. I dont think I slept more than an hour at a time on that god awful recliner. I think I’m still recovering from sleeping on that thing. Jen said I got my wish that Laura looked more like me, since Gavin looks just like her, but I didn’t believe her till 2 people I didn’t even know said something. Me and Laura both are super stoked about that.

It’s weird that for once everything seemed to go perfect. I dunno if we could have planned this whole thing better in any way. We are insanely happy to have her home, and look forward to all the sleepless nights jumping at her every command.