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Jonathan's Story - part 4

7:35 PM, Jun. 1, 2006 .. Posted in Jonathan .. 1 comments .. Link

We arrive at the hospital at 6:00 pm. The nurses get me all hooked up and the baby's heart rate is right at 120. A flat line that just stays at 120. Now I have seen strips on babies before and 120 to me doesn't look so great. The nurses all say it is within the guidelines and is just fine. The on-call doctor comes to see us at 9:00. She says she spoke to the doctor I had seen yesterday and that he felt that my coming to the hospital was unnecessary. She though, feels that we should stay overnight to keep an eye on the baby. She is wonderful about asking us questions and answering our questions. At this point I begin feeling a little panicky about the doctor situation. I still can't believe I worked up the nerve to ask her if she could take over my case. My blood pressure must have been sky high. Unfortunately she will be leaving town in the morning. We then chose to have another doctor in the practice take over.

The night was a restless one. I didn't fall asleep until after midnight. I remember waking up once during the night and a nurse was looking at the monitor. She said the baby's heartrate had dipped for a moment but was just fine now.

At 6:00 am Dr. P stopped by before leaving town. She has called Dr. H. and let him know that her recommendation is for a cesarean section this morning. Baby had taken some dips in heart rate during the night and she feels it is best to deliver the baby. Praise the Lord. I have never been so scared and so relieved at the very same time. The thought of surgery terrified me. I have never had stitches. I have never had an epidual and I have never been cut open. But at the same time so relieved that this baby now has a chance.

My nurse that morning was a wonderful Christian lady who had served with her husband as missionaries in Mexico. She was very reassuring and even prayed with me. Then the news that Dr. H. may not be able to be here and it may be the other doctor. I thought for a moment that God had blinked and missed a detail. I really had to work at finding the peace that God had gotten us this far, and as long as baby was going to be born it didn't really matter which doctor did the surgery.

We were so relieved when Dr. H. walked in. My friends Renee' and Jackie were there and Dr. H. is Jackie's doctor. Dr. H. is a Christian and he was so caring for both Dan and I, especially in the days after Jonathan's birth.

Sorry ladies....to be continued.

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Oh, the suspense, the pins, the needles...can you say OUCH?

8:58 PM, Jun. 1, 2006 .. Posted by Anonymous
Hi Liz!

I'm hanging on here, watching your blog, waiting to hear the rest of the story!
Thanks so much for sharing it with us. It is always a blessing to hear about God's hand on situations such as the one you are describing.

I'll be checking back in tomorrow!

Blessings!
Jana