As I'm pretty sure most everyone who reads this blog is aware by now, Harrison was born July 8, 2011. It feels good to get back to the blog this morning. So here's what's been happening.
The Wednesday after my last post, DeAnne had her weekly visit with the doctor. When they checked her blood pressure, it was through the roof. She was also slightly dilated, so Dr. Browing went ahead and sent her to the hospital. He was afraid that she was developing preeclampsia. So DeAnne was admitted to the hospital on Wednesday. I left work and spent Wednesday and Thursday with her waiting for test results to come back to see if she had preeclampsia or not. Thursday evening, Dr. Wells came by, said the tests were negative but her blood pressure was still high. He felt like she was dilated enough and contracting enough already that he could induce her and that would cure the hypertension.
At 10:00 Thursday night, they gave her an induction pill. That was all it took. The plan was to give her another pill at 2:00 and then start a drip at 6:00. She was contracting enough at 2:00 that the nurse didn't give her the second pill. At 3:00 her water broke. At 6:00 she had already had the epidural for over an hour and at 9:00 she was pushing. She progressed like clockwork and everything looked great until the pushing started.
Unfortunately, Harrison takes after his dad in one very important way. He got stuck trying to come out. He was face up and sideways and just couldn't make it out. After three hours, Dr. Wells told us that DeAnne and the baby were fine and she could keep pushing if she wanted to, but if she was ready, he would do a section and get him out. DeAnne was exhausted, so she agreed to the section and at 12:37, Harrison entered the world screaming like a rock star. After he got the baby out, Dr. Wells said that all the pushing in the world wouldn't have gotten him out and that it was good we went ahead with the section. DeAnne and I were both a little disappointed to have to go that route, but like I told her that afternoon; 30 years ago they would have broken her tail bone.
Harrison's doing great and so is DeAnne. She's recovered very well from the surgery. It's been a great week and a half and I can't imagine having things any other way. He's probably the greatest earthly gift that God has ever given me and DeAnne and I are both so very thankful for him. Harrison really is a miracle and a revelation.
We're supposed to be taking pictures this afternoon. Then Thursday is Harrison's two week checkup. I've got plenty more to tell, but it's great to get started.
--Paul
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