The early hello
The obstetrician who admitted me came to see me before I left the ward. I cannot remember clearly if this was on the day of my C-section or the previous day. I do remember how caring and honest she was. She warned me that we were in an unknown situation and that she was concerned about how baby would enter the world. She wanted to prepare me for the worst, as that was a likely outcome. By this time I was completely disassociated I think, like an out of body experience watching this happening to someone else, it couldn't be happening to me. The morning of my C-section we were taken to a private room to prepare me for my operation. Our parents were also there with us. We sat and chatted, trying to be as normal as possible in this completely abnormal situation. The midwife came to put a cannula in my hand and, as usual, finding a suitable vein was a nightmare. I have very thin veins and often find myself full of holes when anyone wants blood out of me! The midwife was great tho...