Since I'm quite positive I won't be going early, the countdown is at four days to go. I was supposed to go to the doctor's today at noon, but around 11am or so, I got a call from the office saying the the doctor I was scheduled to see had an emergency and would not be able to keep her appointments for the day. It's all good and I rescheduled for tomorrow and will actually be seeing the doctor who will be doing this surgery so it all works out.
I'm getting a bit antsy for it all to be over, well at least this part of it. I'm tired of the pain and discomfort of having this weight pressing down on me. And while I know that when she's out, it's a whole new ball game as far as rest and pain goes, at least this part will be over.
I have made it a point to get out of the house for the past two days. Yesterday I went to Wal-Mart, a place I hate to go, and treated myself to a lunch at the sub shop in Carroll Island. Then I came home and rested a bit before having to pick Emily up from school. My parents were at the hospital visiting Edith so I had to step in. They all came back to my house and I made spaghetti for dinner. Then today, I took Pfeiffer to PetSmart to get a pedicure. While in the area, I stopped in Home Depot really quick. My cousin had installed a toilet seat that had a kid's seat intergrated into the lid. Since Carter's current removable seat is quite disgusting and needs to be replaced, we decided to just splurge and get this one. So, I ran in and bought that while Pfeiffer was in the van. Luckily it isn't a very hot day and she was fine for the five minutes it took.
But, all in all, I think I'm ready. I finally got my bag almost fully packed. Of course there are some things I can't toss in until the morning of. I have to get Carter's bag together, but considering he only has a limited supply of shorts, I may have to wait a day or so. The boy has grown so much this past year that most of his shorts from last year are too tight. I'm trying to only buy him elastic waist pants to make it easier for him to get in and out of for potty time, so we have about a week's supply now. Sucks in the laundry department, but oh well.
I think I'm starting to get a little anxious about the whole surgery thought as well. I mean, last time, even though I was completely open for whatever happened, the c-section was just a means to an end. I didn't have time to worry about it. Plus, I was so scared that everything was okay with Carter that I didn't even think about the pressure and all. Now, that's all I can think of. At least I won't be having the pain of contractions at the same time, most likely. I'm sure everything will go just as smooth and just as fast as before. I just know I'll feel better when all of this is said and done with.
It's also a different hospital than before and while I hear nothing but good things about GBMC and I have had several good experiences with other things at the hospital, it's still the unknown.
I have told Chris that he has to take me out for a "last meal" on Sunday night. Considering I know this time that I won't be eating anything at least all of Monday, I want something good to end with. He is going with the daycare to a free O's game that afternoon with Carter so, hopefully it won't be a long game. When he gets back, we'll take Carter to my parents house to spend the night and then head out to Little Italy. I had mentioned the other day that I would like to head down there again as it's been years since I've eaten anywhere down there. So, Chris now wants to go so we are using this occassion as and excuse!
On Monday, my parents will take Carter to daycare and I'm assuming they will be stopping by the hospital at some point. Parts of me wonder if we should have Carter there, but then again, that's not the best place for a three year old and who knows how long they would have to wait in the waiting room before coming back to see me. I think if they just brought him up later in the evening it will be better. He'll stay at my parents' until I'm released. I know he'll love that. Especially since Emily is off school and all. They may not take him to daycare, I really don't care. We have to pay no matter what, so why not use it!
Well, I think a nap is in my future before I have to pick the Boy up. I think Chris has to work tonight so it will be my first night of giving a bath in a week or so! We'll see if this big ole preggo can lean over to wash her son off.
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