Liliana Milsa Merrill was born July 15, 2009 at approx. 8:50 a.m. via C-section. She weighed 8 pounds 6 ounces and received a 9.9 on the apgar test.
I'll jump back to a week before she was born. Dr. Dozier ordered an emergency M.R.I.to see just where exactly my fibroid was. When I got to the lab 1. The tech asked me if the doctor ordered the ink injection or not. 2. They had me read and sign all these papers about M.R.I's and pregnancy 3. I asked for an explanation of the M.R.I. and no one came to answer my questions. 4. I found out that I had to be laying still on back for at least 20 minutes. 5. The tech was rushing me to make a decision because they "squeezed my appointment in". 6. When I asked the tech what other pregnant women do he said and I quote "In all my 7 years of doing this a pregnant women has never agreed to go through with it". Needless to say after number 5 I asked to call my doctor.
Dr. Dozier said that if I don't get the M.R.I then I have no other option than to have a c-section, and that is what I choose to do. So we scheduled it for the following week. I'm so glad I made this decision because the Fibroid was completely blocking my Uterus and ended up being the size of a soccer ball weighing 3-4 pounds (I know gross huh?) Not only that but Liliana was breeched. Every time the doctor said he could feel her head it was really the fibroid (which we have named Freddy)
Now rewind to the following Tuesday and you will find David and I along with Julie and Lisa walking up and down Universal city for a taping of Connan O'brien. The next day Wednesday July 15th at 6a.m. I was the first scheduled c-section. After the catheter and I.V. I went in for surgery. The scariest feeling is that of knowing that they are going to cut into you while you are awake. The nurse held on to me while the anesthesiologist injected the spinal tab. To my surprise it did not hurt in the least. What came after was worse.
Slowly my bottom half became numb and then to my surprise my chest as well. Suddenly I felt like I wasn't breathing. The feeling you get when you feel so lighted headed and about to faint. Then the nausea kicked in. It's such a horrible feeling to not have control over the way you are feeling. With the little strength I had I told the anesthesiologist what I felt and he put a miracle medicine in my I.V and I instantly felt better. The spinal tab is one of the things I am not looking forward to the next time around.
After everything was ok with the spinal injection, David was allowed into the surgery room. He came and sat right next to me. Before I knew it the doctors had already opened me up and the only thing I felt was a little pressure as they were pulling Liliana out. I heard the doctor say that she was breeched and came out holding on to the umbilical cord. David went over to were the nurse was cleaning her up. As David was there the doctor called over David and the two other doctors to see the huge fibroid. Dr. Dozier had it out on my side and wanted everyone else to marvel over it's size. Then it was time for me to meet Liliana, I really can't explain what I felt at that time and won't even try. I remember feeling so sad because I could not hold her right away.
David got to leave with the baby while the doctors had to shove my fibroid and uterus back into my body. The doctors were laughing because they actually had to use their strentght to push it back in. Dozier explained that he could not remove Freddy because I would lose to much blood. The operation should have taken 30 minutes. Thanks to Freddy it took almost one hour.
As they were wheeling me into recovery I looked down the hall and noticed my whole family staring anxiously into the nursery window. This is one of the moments were you remember how special family is. It brought joy seeing my family so excited over the birth of my baby girl. I mustered up the energy to wave at them, but no one even looked my way (lol). I was in recovery for about 45 minutes and when I came out there was still family members in the hall looking at her. Finally my cousin Stefani noticed that it was me being wheeled right beside them. Then everyone one left and I was able to enjoy my Liliana for the first time. The lactation nurse came in to help me breastfeed her for the first time. I was deceived because the first time it was so natural and easy (no pain). BOY WAS I WRONG!
David was not allowed to stay the night, but we managed to sneek him in one of the nights. It was hard not having him there with me. That was probably the only part about Riverside Community Hospital that I did not like. The first night David was not able to stay with me. It was horrible! I was exhausted but could not sleep. Liliana was with me, but because I was recovering from surgery I could not get up to pick her up. Torture!
I guess I was having urinary problems because the nurse was in my room the whole night flushing my body with bag after bag of saline. After that did not work the nurse pushed the catheter all the way up to my bladder. Meanwhile I was losing so much blood that the nurse had to give me a shot to stop bleeding. Since that didn't work the following day the doctor ordered a 6 hour blood transfusion. It was scary and I tried not thinking about it. My blood count went from a 13 before surgery to a 7 the day after. I guess the fibroid was making me bleed too much. Thankfully, I had a lot of visits and support from my family and friends. Have I mentioned how much I love my family. After the blood transfusion I got the color back in my face and felt so much better!
Once the blood transfusion was done I was able to get up and walk around. This was very painful, but became easier the more I did it. The next day was Friday and the doctor came in and took the staples out and gave me the clearance to go home. Knowing now what awaited me at home I wish I would have stayed. With all the blood transfusions and saline injections I weighed the same leaving the hospital as I did going in. What was worse is the fact that my feet were so swollen that they looked as if you could pop them with a pin. The fist two weeks were the hardest. Having the milk come in along with the pain of breast feeding was not a good combination between recovering from surgery and no sleep. I'm surprise David is still in love with me after that week.
It is now almost three months later and luckily I do not remember to much about the pain. I can say that IT WAS SO WORTH IT! I'm ready for another one. I love my Liliana so much I can't imagine ours lives anymore without her.













