Baby Sean

Post created on December 3, 2008 by Reesie under Blogger Posts · 2 Comments »

Before my Dad’s accident, I was ready to prick my eyes with needle to ease boredom. I was ready to do extreme sports to keep my mind occupied. I was craving for Adrenaline 10000 mg dosage to awake my brain cells. I felt like I’ve been in a cauma. My life was a cauma. My Dad’s accident woke me up. A new day! A new hope! A new purpose! This is what happen if you snap out of your safe zone. You come to appreciate life in general.

Talking about life…

(Thanksgiving. 8 pm)

“Kids, let’s go to the hospital”, my sister told Jaime and I. The Adrenaline 100000 mg was running through my veins. I was joking at my sister that afternoon, when Jaime and I came back from the movie – ( We watched Twilight by the way. It was sure darn good. I felt like I was teenager again. I dragged and bribed Jaime to watch it with me. Lol) – that we might be spending the night in the hospital. She already felt pain since that morning. She even insisted cooking dinner – with turkeys and all. She waited until we were done eating to tell us that she couldn’t bear the pain no more. “Can we call 911?”, Jaime joked. We rushed her to the hospital. Jaime hurriedly went to the drive seat and realize that he couldn’t turn on the light. “Are you nervous?”, I was teasing him. ” No I am not. It just that I am not familiar with this car.” So I stepped out of the car and drove him away from the driver seat. Although, I was nervous my self I managed to find my way to the hospital as quickly as I could. I heard my sister moaning in pain in the passenger seat. I wished I can have half of her pain.

Inside the emergency area, the receptionist or whatever you call her, asked my sister all kinds of question. Insurance, address, etc. Haller, can we deal with this later? Finally, they brought her up to third floor where the “women in labor” deparment is. I wonder where “men at work” department is. Lol.

So the nurse checked on her. Again asking her allnon-sense questions while my sister was in great pain. Can’t you just take care of her, lady? I told myself. Jaime stayed on the lounge. He was afraid of seing blood he said.

I guess what you are experiencing right now is false labor. What you feet right now is just irritation in the stomach, the nurse explained. What? I didn’t believe her. She didn’t feel what my sister was feeling. ” It really hurts”, my sister replied. “You’re 4 cm. You can go home and just come back if it won’t stop in the morning.” I bet it will, the nurse added.

So we went home. My sister was still agitated. She was still in great pain. She went directly to her room and I told her to call us if we should need to go to the hospital again and meet that Madame Auring nurse.

True enough, she knocked at the door at 1 am. So this time, we knew the drill. No more panicking involved. The pain didn’t go away, she told us. When we were at the hospital, we were greeted by a different nurse. Thank you God. This one looked like she’s willing to work than slack–unlike the other one.

So my sister had a labor then. It wasn’t false. She was really hurting. 2 am, she’s still in labor. They gave her an epidoral, a painkiller of some sort, to alleviate the pain. It helped her a lot. She wasn;t feeling the contraction anymore. She was able to sleep. I stole some sleep as well. My poor Jaime was reading his notes for his CISA (Certified Information Systems Auditor) exams. He couldn’t sleep. The nurse was checking on my sister’s progress every now and then. “This is a good practice for both of us”, Jaime whispered to me. I gave him a look. “We’re gonna have 5 kids, you know”, he added. I punched him. Can’t you see it’s no joke to have a baby?, was my replied.

The doctor came at around 9 am and told us the news, ” The baby’s heartbeat were down four times. That’s not good. You should be feeling the pressure right now to push the baby out. But nothing. I think we’re going to have C-section.”, she announced. I didn’t know how should I feel. Should I be happy? At least, it will be easy and quick for my sister. She doesn’t have to suffer this long. The nurse turned to me and said, “Are you going with us?”. I bravely said “Yes” without hisitation. I couldn’t leave my sister alone during this time. Although she told me before that I should’nt be inside the room when she delivers the baby so that I won’t get a phobia. She said I might be afraid of getting pregnant in the future. I didn’t really care.

My sister looked at me like she’s telling me, “Are you sure?”. I am positive, I told her. So I went with the nurse to put on some blue uniform. So I went to the C-section room and there’s my sister. Lying in bed/table with more or less five people sorrounding her all wearing blue with masked and cap just like me. “Where’s doctor Mcdreamy?”, was my thought. It seems I was in Grey’s Anatomy set. There’s some sort of a curtain hanged near her shoulder to divide her body. This was to restrict me from seeing what they were doing with her stomach. I didn’t want to see it either.

She was still awake. Shouldn’t she be unconscious right now? I was surprised they started the operation while my sister was still wide awake. She started screaming. The scream gets louder and louder. I was holding back my tears so hard so that she couldn’t see me crying. This is the time to be brave Rester! Don’t be such a baby,I told myself. Her grip on me was becoming tighter and tighter everytime she screamed. I haven’t seen her so fragile before. She’s one of the toughest women I know and seeing her like this just broke my heart. I couldn’t stop myself from crying. My tear gland just won’t cooperate with me! “Ping, hapit na! They’re almost done. Hapit na! I was trying to console her really hard. I realized that the anesthesia was still not doing it’s job when they cut her. I heard a baby cry. I was relieved. But my sister was still awake. She was still screaming. They’re doing the stitching now, I assumed. How can they be so cruel? Finally, she knocked-out. She fell asleep. I hope she couldn’t remember the pain she went through.

I turned to the baby. He’s the most beautiful newborn I ever saw. Well, okay, since he’s my newphew, I am supposed to be biased right? But really, even some of the nurses went to the nursery just to take a peek of him. The nurse helped me or should I say I helped her, more on the latter honestly, bathed and changed the baby. “You should be a good boy. Your mom’s been through a lot for you”, I whispered to Sean.

If I am going to have a baby as pretty as Sean, the pain is all worth it.

Sean is such a lucky to have a mom like my sister. No question about it. My sister had been our ‘mother” when we were kids. My mom was always away so my sister had to take care of us. She’s the most responsible woman I know next to my mother. She’s my model of being selfless. She’s been selfless to us,her family, what more to her own son.

Now, I don’t have to prick my eyes. I don’t have to look anywhere else to look for a boredom cure. We have Sean now.