Friday 14 March 2008

Recovery

I had the procedure yesterday evening about 5pm. It's called the D and C, dilate and c? Can't remember the term.

Well, what they do is basically insert a tube into the womb and suck out "growth" that's there.

It was painless. Actually the doctor gave me a jab at the back of my hand, like how they'd put in an IV drip, but just a jab and I was knocked out almost immediately. The next thing I know there were two nurses talking very loudly over me in Cantonese. Probably that's how they try to wake you up. I was already wheeled back into my room and was instructed to climb over to my bed from the stretcher.

I was still quite drowsy. They left, Mike came in and said I was only in the operation room for 10 minutes from the time the doctor walked in. We rested a bit. Mike took a nap too. Then we both got ready to leave about 8.30 pm. There was a little bleeding, but the abdomen felt congested still, like a heavy period day, but no cramps.

We got home just before 9pm, had dinner and rested in bed, trying to do some lego modeling of a train with Micah. They boys came up about 10.30 pm. Max fell asleep almost immediately as he nursed. Then Mike fell asleep. Micah slept about 11pm maybe.




Today we played at home. The boys cycled at the porch. Later Micah watched Little Einstein while I read the papers (have not done that for a whole week, so lots to catch up on the local headlines especially) while play pretend with Max: He was pretending to bake muffins by the dining table and kept bringing me one, asking what flavor I wanted next. Then Max and I did a 12 piece puzzle.

Then grandma came back from the market and got us all roti chanai for lunch. Now I gotta get the boys ready for their nap.

Thanks, my friends, for all your care and prayers.
Thank you for walking through the shadows of death with us.


p/s - Some poignant moments:

While we were at the clinic, they also have a nursery there and we saw 3 new born girls and we stood there for a while enjoying other people's babies. That was a rather painful moment for us because we have to wait a little longer before we get to hold another of our own.

Then, while I was waiting for the doc, another baby was delivered in the next ward. It was a boy. 3.8 kg the doctor said when I asked. I mentioned my first was also 3.8 and second was 4.0kg. He laughed, "Wow, big babies," (that's by Asian standards.) Yes, we will always remember what we still have to enjoy and give thanks for the boys.

Between my waking and sleeping moments in the clinic, I saw tears in the Daddy's eyes. He later told me he was saying goodbye to a little "M" that would never be. Letting go, especially a precious one, is never never easy. Mommy? Mommy just have tears roll down her cheeks now and then whenever something triggers the feeling of loss, could be at most unexpected times and at familiar places...

9 comments:

Banshee Creative said...

oh hun, HUGS HUGS I feel for you.

kisses and cuddles to all.

JLow said...

Many many years ago my sister inlaw had a D&C too.

She told me later someone offered her this: ...maybe it's nature's way of "ridding" an imperfect conception, rather than to be burdened by it for life if it were allowed to continue develop / born...

Moomykin said...

Angelia,

Thank you, dearie.

I know there are no words apt enough. Thanks for all your love and care for us.


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jlow,

Thanks for the assurance.

I know. Even a very close friend who is a biology teacher, went through this and said it's actually nature's way or making "right" some imperfections of nature. In that sense we are comforted... just have to be patient and wait a little longer for the next round. :)

hissychick said...

Thinking of you.

Losing a bub is painful. Full stop. So no words from me, just a big hug from inside the computer from someone who has been there too.

Take care.

Moomykin said...

hissychick,

Thank you.
I am just wonderfully surprised by your friendship over the net. Thank you.

My Humble Little Kitchen said...

A hug from you...don't know wat to say but take care yah...love u

Moomykin said...

our journeys..,

Thanks you. God has been merciful to us. We feel so loved and cared for through so many friends and God's family in our time of grief.

Thank you.

Ann said...

Poignant times indeed...

In all time Praise God. He indeed only wants the best for us!

Take care my dear friend.

Moomykin said...

ann,

Thank you.

The LORD gives and the Lord has taken away. May the Name of the LORD be praised. Job 1:21b.