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I finally got through to the date of the operation. Because I was afraid that my blood sugar could not be controlled well, I talked to the doctor and asked for the first operation to be performed. So I waited until the operating room came to inform, and I checked my blood sugar in the ward. It was 4:4. What about the tendency to go down?
Can’t manage that much, unplug the pump, get on a wheelchair and set off for the operating room!
The family has all arrived. I said that it is a fake not to be nervous. The main reason is that the child has some unpredictable problems, but the arrow is already on the string. If you don't send it, you have to send it. Just bite the bullet!
When I arrived in the operating room, I was so scared to see doctors and nurses with full caps, masks and gloves!
The operating bed is so narrow. This is the first time in my life that I have entered the operating room. The sense of unfamiliarity has increased my nervousness. The nurses are all good. Seeing that I am nervous, they put me on instruments and instilled drips while comforting me. Don't be nervous, it doesn't hurt, it's okay! Still chatting with me. I only eased somewhat.
However, at this time, the anesthesiologist walked in with a syringe full of anesthetics and asked me to lie on my side. He turned out to be a man! Alas, it’s this time. I can’t take care of that much of a male doctor or a female doctor. I know that my turn over will be very slow, so I explained to him that I have a combined pubic coma and separation, and the anesthesiologist is quite taking care of it. Mine, didn’t make me tired, and ordered the nurse to help me, fearing that I would fall out of bed, but the speed of this anesthesia was really amazing. As the liquid was pushed into the body, I felt my toes I started to feel numb, and the nurse hurriedly helped me lay down on my back, and said that if I didn't move, my body would not be subject to my control.
At this time, I saw the surgeon, and I told her about my blood sugar situation. I was afraid that hypoglycemia would occur during the operation. The doctor said it would not affect the body because the body will have a stress response during the operation and the blood sugar will not continue to drop. Yes, and the child's blood sugar will be measured after the operation. This is how I put my heart in my stomach. During the whole operation, I felt that the doctors were pushing my stomach back and forth.
(It should not be like this, because it was caused by anesthesia, which created an illusion) Within a few minutes, I heard my baby crying. I thought I would shed tears of excitement, but my eyes just followed the baby. Moving, but did not cry, the baby's cry was very loud. The red little guy, waving his hands and feet non-stop, "Girl, five kilos, fifty-two centimeters", took a blood sugar measurement and said it was a baby 2:3. I was terribly scared, but the little guy was always there. Weeping loudly, the doctor also ordered the nurse to tell my family members to go downstairs to buy glucose for the child, rush the child to drink, and then take the child directly back to the ward, indicating that the baby is healthy, I think the child is okay and it is considered as completing the task.
I didn’t care about the anaesthetic reaction afterwards. I just went back to the ward one day and night. My heart was about to break. I took the child’s blood sugar every four hours. I felt so distressed. She cried. Tears couldn’t help streaming down here. My child, it’s all because of the bad mother. You have only been born for a few hours, so you will suffer this sin. I am sorry for you, and I will pay you twice as much in the future. From the results of several blood sugar monitoring, my baby is healthy! I am so happy!
(After writing this, my tears shed again, and I look back at my baby. She is asleep. She may not know this for the rest of my life, but this will be the most precious memory in my life.)
Oh, by the way, I put the pump on again about four hours after the operation. Although I can’t eat, my blood sugar has risen, so I don’t give the basal amount until 22:00 in the evening. I have gas and eat. Something was given, and some medicine was given. Slowly, the amount of medicine returned to before pregnancy, not bad! You know, it takes about 70 units a day at most during pregnancy, and only about 40 before pregnancy. You can eat anything!
Don't move anymore, wipe my tears while typing, I am a mother, and I must learn to be strong!
These are just a microcosm of my pregnancy experience, and there are so many details, there is no way to write them all out. I have time in the future, I will publish my pregnancy recipes to see if you have anything you need, just take it!
Here, thank you again for your attention!
I sincerely hope that through my experience, I can give those who are afraid of becoming pregnant, preparing for pregnancy, and pregnant sugar mothers a little confidence, so that they can realize their dream of being a mother as soon as possible and have their own healthy baby!
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