Did you name him Urist?
Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Prozac (and the little tablet). I hope your joy in his presence soon eclipses the hardships of his arrival.
As has been mentioned above much more eloquently than I can say, your wife didn't fail anything even though I know she's going to feel that way. Just take care of each other and your sprout.
Glad everyone came out of it mostly intact.
Congrats on the new addition, and sorry that the delivery didn't go according to plan.
We were in a similar situation, and I'm so glad that our doctor was the on-call OB that day/night. Our daughter was delivered 22 hours after we started inducing. It took a long times for things to develop from the induction, and we discovered after a while that our little girl wasn't in the proper position to make it out neatly. The doctor came in and talked about options for assistance (he recommended forceps), but he said that the decision was ours and he was comfortable waiting for a while unless we were ready to intervene at that moment. My wife (who was just a superstar throughout the process) finally pushed our little girl out the natural way, with no assistance, after pushing for 3 hours (though she did come out on her side with a fist up). After talking to our doula and several other nurses, they were all amazed that our doctor was willing to let us continue to try, without intervention, for as long as we did. So, in that regard we were very fortunate, as we had wanted to avoid a caesarean or any other intervention, if possible (we did get an epidural, though).
Congrats on the new baby, Prozac!
As a twice-instanced dad, I have to warn you about the incoming post-delivery blues, and how they're made worse with the C-section and everything. My wife had C-section twice and she was all neurotic about being a failure and what not, even though she's a doctor and she knows that none of that is true.
My best advice would be to deal with the problem proactively. Give your wife a little extra TLC for a month or so. Bring her breakfast in bed, do extra chores, massage her back, and give her and do her the things you know she would want. Remind yourself to tell her how awesome she is and that you love her on a daily basis. Put an alarm on your phone as a reminder - 8am worked for me. Whenever you think you're bordering on ridiculous in complimenting her, you're about halfway there.
I assure you that all this is worth the effort. You'll make it all back tenfold.
Does this mean I now have to watch my wife and my daughter around the prozac family?
The Hippocratic Oath forbids me from saying anything bad about those doctors. That said, best of luck in your efforts to find someone who is more... ...er, suitable for your preferences.
Look at cute little Proz 2.0 on that pic, his hands look as if holding Baby-Mollies to throw at papa! Congrats my good friend, sorry to hear about all the crazy medical drama.
She had seen the doctor for an obstetrics appointment during the pregnancy and had to demand a different doctor then when the bad one was unable to answer Mrs P's questions and then googled an answer in front of Mrs P!
Yikes. I was going to blame the canula problems on the fact that all the interns have just started, but maybe she's just not very good.
On to important issues: which race are you going to start 2.0 off in for Blood Bowl?
The cannula thing is a policy problem, specifically having to do with training and skills rotation. Back when I was rotating in Peds as an intern, we had a common standing policy of two tries per person, period, unless there was no one else available in a timely matter, and it was a life or death situation (which unfortunately happens).
This policy was formed because it was thought that the adjusted probability of success on third and subsequent attempts by the same person on the same patient was so low that it just wasn't worth the pain and the equipment; and each failed attempt makes it progressively more difficult for the next person down the line.
That and we really didn't have the luxury of essentially standing around for hours with nothing to show for it except for possibly introducing infection to an otherwise healthy baby. If you can't do it, you go do something that's actually useful, like sweeping the floor.
There are many doctor's in a hospital, and not having the same experience, but I would demand, not ask, for a new doctor. You deserve to feel comfortable and confident in the hands that your son is in, and maybe that doctor would be wonderful for someone else, but clearly she is not for you! Get second, and third if you have/want to opinions. They should e very understanding/sympathetic to your heightened emotions/questions and really take the time to explain things.
I had a doctor when I was pregnant, and I was having really ad cramps when I was 10 weeks with the twins, so I went and saw this guy, and he was very dismissive of my fears over the pain (I was convinced I could be losing the babies, turns out round ligament pain) but he was VERY concerned over the 1.5 pounds I had gained in the last 2 weeks. From then on he was known as Dr. Douchebag and I refused to be seen by him. Maybe others liked him, ut he was not the doctor for me!
There are many doctor's in a hospital, and not having the same experience, but I would demand, not ask, for a new doctor.
This 100 times over. My wife and I had to switch nurses a few times because we just were not happy with they way they were doing their job. It was never about their actual performance as a nurse, but more just a personality conflict. We ended up having some of the best nurses and mainly because we asked for a different nurse, or asked to have specific nurses reassigned to us.
Weird, that kid doesn't look anything like a pineapple!
All those big smiles are great.
All those big smiles are great.
A thousand times this. They're both beautiful, Prozac.
All those big smiles are great.
Bigger than pineapples even
First off, congrats. Not every birth is going to be a fun time, but you went through a seemingly poor experience. My sister went through a very similar situation where she wanted to go all natural, but after 30 some odd hours she gave into being induced. Then they went through another 10 hour or so of her getting close, but not close enough. Finally, when they were just about to wheel her away to go have a c section, she delivered. According to my mom, my sister was literally about to pass out and that's why they were going to do the c section.
So, I'm glad that at the end of the day, 2.0 is out and looking good and the wife is on the road to recovery. I do hope for both of them nothing but the greatest of health. And pineapples.
Looking good!
My one piece of advice from experience:
If they do a newborn hearing screen, don't worry about it if he fails. The false positives far outweigh the true positives at that age even with high risk babies. No one explained this to us, so we briefly worried our child was deaf (not fun).
My thoughts are with you and your family, Prozac. I'm sending lots of virtual hugs your way.
Well latest update is not a fun one as they have found a heart murmur.
Mrs P. was born with a hole in her heart and survived experimental (at that time) surgery at Great Ormond Street Hospital in London. (The Peter Pan Hospital)
Lets hope 30 years of medical advances has made the process better.
I've participated a fair bit in those kinds of surgeries. If it's just a hole in his heart, and it's manageable, it's not too much to worry about. Medical science has advanced a good deal since then, particularly in the area of heart surgery. I don't know anything about your son's case, but the fact that it was not immediately audible at birth suggests that it's not that bad.
There's also the bit about him being pink and not dying immediately - those are good signs, too. Not a smart-alerk remark. The fact that he's still alive rules out some of the more problematic congenital heart conditions.
Some of those septal defect surgeries are about as routine as heart surgeries get these days.
And also, there's a lot of things that don't require surgery anymore. I went through this with my daughters and they scared the crap out of us for 16 days but it was just that the foramen ovale (a hole in the septum that's supposed to be there before you are born so the baby's circulatory system can work properly with mother's) hadn't closed completely yet. It fixed itself, all by itself. A friend of mine had a little boy with a rather spectacular valvular incompetence a couple years ago and he's just fine now with medication and monitoring.
It's something to watch, but try as best you can not to worry too much until they start putting names to the cause of it.
And feel free to keep talking here. Nay, I command you to do so! All three of you are in my thoughts in and prayers.
Nay, I command you to do so!
Grovel before Her Most Terrible Momness!!
Her Most Terrible Momness!!
Momgamer, I'm totally going to bow and call you this whenever I see you from now on.
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Prozac, I'm glad everything's working out so far... you guys are serious troupers. Congrats!
I had a heart murmur when I was really young (not sure how long after I was born before it was noticed) but it went away on it's own.
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