Air Evac, C-section and Baby...Oh my!

It's been a hell of a week. I know most of you have been able to keep in the loop but here is a brief rundown.

Last Thursday Aug 6, I wasn't feel good...again. We went to Emily's open house as she started Kindergarten this week. After, we went home and I laid down, but was not getting relief. My stomach just felt like a rock, my back hurt, I thought I might throw up. I thought I was in pre-term labor again. We went to the hospital. In about one hour, I'm told I'm getting Air-Evac'd to Phoenix. What? I kiss the kids and David good bye and I'm sitting there in complete shock.

This isn't how it's supposed to happen. We've had two text book pregnancies. What's going on with me? I hear the words pre-eclampsia which is swelling with high blood pressure and too much protein in my kidneys. But, now they are saying HELPP syndrome also which is a failing liver and low blood platelets which means I won't clot. I'm immediately injected with magnesium to reduce my risk of seizure. What? It's a whirlwind really.

Meanwhile, David calls my Mom who is coming up from Phoenix to be with the kids. And I'm in my second helicopter ride...much different experience from the green hills and waterfalls of Maui. I've never prayed so hard in my entire life.

I don't remember much of Friday, Saturday, Sunday or Monday. I was still on the magnesium which makes you feel flu like. They were trying to keep Noah in until Saturday to give him two doses of steroids to improve his lungs. We made it until 1:44 Saturday afternoon. That's when an emergency c-section was performed. I had to be completely put under due to the fact that my blood platelets were so low that I wasn't clotting. The risk of an epidural gone wrong was too much for us...coma, paralysis, mri...no thanks.

So, my son was born and I don't remember. In fact, I couldn't even think about him or Emily and Ben for days. I was sick. Really, really sick. The good news was that both of the conditions that I had disappear upon delivery or within 48 hours. Mine was the latter and it was a long couple of days. We thought we had turned a corner and David went home to Prescott on Sunday to get Emily ready for school. As it turned out, that corner was really another 48 hours away, but I was glad that David could be with Emily on her first day. I was also terribly upset that I missed it. I wanted to pack her lunch and fix her hair and help her pick out the perfect dress. I missed all of it.

The rest of the week has been slow and long. My blood work has been slowly reaching normal levels. I still feel week and the c-section on top of what I've been through has taken a toll. I got released from the hospital yesterday and I'm now staying at the Ronald McDonald House a mile from the hospital. A very nice place that asks only a donation. I will stay here until Noah is allowed to go home. We have friends and family here, but I want to be as close to my little man as possible.

Speaking of the little guy, he is doing really well. He's small (3lbs 14 oz), but he's totally healthy. He has no real issues other than the fact that he needs to gain some weight and learn to suck and swallow which usually comes at about 34 weeks. He's 33. So, the next week, should be full of adventures. He's adorable and sweet and so beautiful.

David and the kids are coming up tonight and I'm so excited. I miss them so much that my heart literally feels like it's breaking.

I just want to thank all of our friends and family. We felt so blessed to know that so many people were thinking about us and praying with us. The love and support is just overwhelming. Thank you!

I'm off to catch the shuttle to the hospital. Please, please keep us in your thoughts and prayers. I'll keep everyone updated as the weeks go on.