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MARC: A Visible Impression
On the way to the hospital, Henry had to stop for gas; he went into the fill-up station to pay, but before opening the door, an old man stopped Henry trying to solicit him to buy a Cuban sandwich because the store didn’t have a handicap passage-way; Henry was conversing with the old man, and Cathy hollers out the window, fuck that lame old bastard, and get me to the hospital. En route to the hospital, Henry sheepishly hoped Cathy had had a miscarriage.
Henry and Cathy arrived at the Hospital; Cathy plopped down in a wheelchair as Henry strolled her past the emergency room and onto the maternity unit; when they got to the nurses’ station, the nurse at the front desk took Cathy into a triage room where she was given a gown to change into. The nurse introduced herself as Natalie, Cathy’s labor and delivery nurse. Natalie noticed Cathy’s face appeared to get gray, and then Cathy asked for help because her vision was beginning to fade; a team of nursemaids worked on her and then notified the on-call OB-GYN doctor; in a flash, he showed up and got to work.
Everything was touch and go, and the baby’s heart rate suddenly dropped from the 130s to the low 60s. The nurses immediately rolled Cathy onto her left side, and when that didn’t work, the nurses rolled Cathy from side to side and increased her oxygen because her breathing had become shallow.
The doctor told Cathy she needed an emergency C-section. Cathy was wheeled across the hall and through a pair of double doors, and along the way to the operating room, the nurses threw Henry a pair of scrubs, a mask, booties, and a cap so he could attend the C-section. Cathy’s legs were spread east to the west for the world to see; modesty was thrown out the window; once Cathy was settled into the operating room, Henry appeared and stood by Cathy’s head behind a barrier that separated him from the sterile area.
Henry wanted to see the baby being extracted from Cathy’s uterus, so the nurses set up a mirror that allowed Cathy and Henry to view the delivery of their baby. The doctor told the midwife that the placenta may have detached. Henry asked what was going on, and the doctor told Henry that the placenta is part of a baby’s life support system and transfers oxygen and nutrients to babies. So, when the placenta separates from the uterine lining before labor, that separation can interrupt the passage of oxygen and nutrients to your baby. Cathy was given anesthesia, and then an incision was made through Cathy’s lower abdomen. The uterus was then opened with a second incision, and a baby was extracted. 3 pounds, 4 ounces, and 15 inches long, I was born and given breath on a Tuesday morning, October 23, 1973, at 3:11 a.m., a day before my dad’s birthday.
After being delivered, I was suctioned and examined by a maternity nurse, then placed in a warmer crib and led off to the Newborn Intensive Care Unit
Henry and Cathy arrived at the Hospital; Cathy plopped down in a wheelchair as Henry strolled her past the emergency room and onto the maternity unit; when they got to the nurses’ station, the nurse at the front desk took Cathy into a triage room where she was given a gown to change into. The nurse introduced herself as Natalie, Cathy’s labor and delivery nurse. Natalie noticed Cathy’s face appeared to get gray, and then Cathy asked for help because her vision was beginning to fade; a team of nursemaids worked on her and then notified the on-call OB-GYN doctor; in a flash, he showed up and got to work.
Everything was touch and go, and the baby’s heart rate suddenly dropped from the 130s to the low 60s. The nurses immediately rolled Cathy onto her left side, and when that didn’t work, the nurses rolled Cathy from side to side and increased her oxygen because her breathing had become shallow.
The doctor told Cathy she needed an emergency C-section. Cathy was wheeled across the hall and through a pair of double doors, and along the way to the operating room, the nurses threw Henry a pair of scrubs, a mask, booties, and a cap so he could attend the C-section. Cathy’s legs were spread east to the west for the world to see; modesty was thrown out the window; once Cathy was settled into the operating room, Henry appeared and stood by Cathy’s head behind a barrier that separated him from the sterile area.
Henry wanted to see the baby being extracted from Cathy’s uterus, so the nurses set up a mirror that allowed Cathy and Henry to view the delivery of their baby. The doctor told the midwife that the placenta may have detached. Henry asked what was going on, and the doctor told Henry that the placenta is part of a baby’s life support system and transfers oxygen and nutrients to babies. So, when the placenta separates from the uterine lining before labor, that separation can interrupt the passage of oxygen and nutrients to your baby. Cathy was given anesthesia, and then an incision was made through Cathy’s lower abdomen. The uterus was then opened with a second incision, and a baby was extracted. 3 pounds, 4 ounces, and 15 inches long, I was born and given breath on a Tuesday morning, October 23, 1973, at 3:11 a.m., a day before my dad’s birthday.
After being delivered, I was suctioned and examined by a maternity nurse, then placed in a warmer crib and led off to the Newborn Intensive Care Unit
163 pages, Paperback
Published July 31, 2024
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