Monday, December 14, 2009

The first few days...





Our first few days in the CICU have definitely been educational! Each nurse, doctor, and staff member has talked with us about our situation and I have to say I don't know if I wanted to know that many details :) Mostly, they all feel they need to inform us about the risks of the surgery and recovery (which are never-ending). I think I would rather know the problems as they arise and how they are going to be resolved. Its overwhelming to think about all that could possibly go wrong.

I had an amazing recovery from the birth - truthfully, I didn't have to "recover" at all. Besides some soreness from the epidural fiasco, and some cramping, I don't feel like I experienced childbirth. I am so very grateful for the blessing I received the night before the delivery! It allowed me to spend many hours at Primary Children's with Ammon instead of laying in my hospital bed wondering how he was doing.

Those first couple of days were eye opening. There were a couple of little kids in beds near ours who had just come out of some kind of heart surgery and it was weird to sit and hold Ammon and listen to those kids cry about the pain and how scared they were. I felt really bad for them and in the back of my head I kept thinking that is going to be our son in a few years - blah.

For the most part, it was a good weekend. We got to spend a lot of time with Ammon, family members got to visit, and best of all, on Saturday our nurse, auntie Pam, let Kylie and Allie in to see him and give him a kiss! It was soooo cute! They were super excited and I felt relieved to know they got to meet him before the surgery.

I also got to go to church on Sunday - yay :) I haven't done THAT in awhile! It was nice and peaceful. I didn't realize that so many people knew so much about the situation. One of the women in relief society talked to me about how their family had been praying for Ammon - I really admire their family and it meant a lot that they had been thinking about us. I learned of the love that is gained as you pray for people and serve them. I hope everybody knows that we have felt those prayers. That has been a new experience for me - to actually feel people's prayers. I remember a couple of specific instances while I was in the hospital when I wondered about a few things - why everything was going so well despite the odds and being impressed that people were praying for us. I'm grateful for those prayers because I know they have made a great difference.

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