Hello blogging world!! I have missed you. Well that might be a lie. I have enjoyed my time off with my family without a care in the world but my family. I think I am starting to get into a groove with this parenting of two children. Kudos to all you mothers who have taken this path before me. This post is dedicated to how much I hated being in the hospital!! Here is a picture of me right before walking into the worst stay at a hospital ever.
I thought the stay started off on a good note. Everyone was super friendly towards me and my husband. As I was waiting to go to the OR my husband was doing a great job at keeping my fears at bay with laughter.
Everyone I encountered before the C-Section was just fabulous to me. The hospital stay was awful because of the nurses I had once I got to my room. I know I look very young, but 16? I was told I looked 16 years old and not only was I told that, I was treated like that. I was never treated like a 26 year old married woman who just had her second child. I was talked down to by many of the nurses. They told me I had too many clothes on my baby, I shouldn't be using this blanket and such. They would not give me my pain pills unless I asked for it. My last hospital would bring me my pills whenever they were running out. Every 4 hours. I was in so much pain this time around and couldn't for the life of me understand why until I called the nurse and asked when it would be time to take my pills again and she said I could have had it an hour ago and she would bring it to me. I asked her to please give me my pills every 4-6 hours so I do not get such pain again and she said "no". She would only bring it to me when I told her I was in pain. Once I found out they wouldn't bring me the pills unless I asked for it I set my alarm and called them every 4 -6 hours for each of my pills. Have you ever heard of such? I was so upset. With C-Sections it's best to stay ahead of the pain and this was only 13 hours after I had my child. I didn't think it was too much to ask for on my first day in the hospital.
I think what made my stay the worst was when my husband was leaving to go home and watch my son and my mother was leaving my son to come see me. I was going to be alone for at least an hour. I told my nurse I want the baby to go to the nursery and she told me "no" I told her I didn't feel comfortable being by myself with him because it's very hard to sit up and and get out of bed by myself and she went on to tell me and my husband that babies are to stay with the mothers. We finally convinced her to take my son.
I really liked my doctor, but I am not sure I can stay with him and have another baby at that hospital ever again.
So tell me, do I look 16? And what would you do if you had such a bad experience at your hospital, would you stay with your doctor and hope for a better time next time or find a new doctor and new hospital?