Nothing gets my heartrate up like a crash C-section. For those of you who aren't familiar with this concept it's basically a "We've got to get this baby out NOW" situation where they wheel mom down to the OR fast and put her under general anesthesia while everyone scrambles to get ready for a potentially really sick baby. The worst is when they start cutting mom (sans epidural) before anesthesia gets a chance to get there. I can't imagine what that feels like but if it were me I know it would be worth the pain.
Anyway, I'm usually pretty cool in a code. I don't yell or throw things I just kind of work. I feel like I go into distance running mode, heartrate up but not beating out of my chest. However, crash sections leave me a mess. I get flushed, my hands tremble as I'm trying to assemble suction and laryngoscopes, my heart flutters in my throat and then the baby comes. If it's bad I go into code mode and calm down. If the baby comes out screaming I start to cry and my legs go numb. I can't explain it.
Either way I have had way more than my share of codes recently.
The not so edited comments of a working mother and real live 21st century woman. One of Millions, Voice of one.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
HGTV DIET
Well it's done. Our house is officially on the market and I am officially exhausted. It seems like for months strait Joel and I have been waxing, scrubbing, polishing, rip-n-renewing, sanding, priming, painting and more. As a result I haven't made it out for as many runs as I would like but yesterday (after cleaning the closet) I found an old pair of "Skinny Jeans" and I tried to put them on. They were basically hanging on my hips. Huh? What happened? I don't feel thinner. I feel like a primer covered, ratty haired slob. My only conclusion is that cleaning and home improvement in general must really burn as many calories as people have always said.
SO
For 50$ anyone who wants to loose that last 5 pounds can come over and help me lay mulch in the yard whenever they want! :-)
SO
For 50$ anyone who wants to loose that last 5 pounds can come over and help me lay mulch in the yard whenever they want! :-)
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