Mayu's Birth: Before It Was Over

(shhhh, I know I've been gone forever. Shutup D: )

 The operating room was well-lit and seven or so doctors waited for me as I was helped onto another bed. The main doctor, male and annoying optimistic, told me he would be giving me a spinal since the epidural failed to soothe me completely. I almost rolled my eyes at him as he tried to convince me that this medicine would work wonders with guarantee. Nonetheless, I was willing to try anything considering scalpels were about to find their way into my meaty abdomen. Feeling any of it would have probably caused me to go insane.

 The spinal tap didn't hurt, per se, but it definitely felt weird. Almost immediately,the feeling in my legs disappeared and numbness started inching its way throughout my body. Having had little to no sleep for the past three days, I found myself passing out for the majority of the surgery.

 I woke up for a few minutes here and there, telling the doctor that he was so kind and that I felt so good because of the medicine before passing out again. At one point, they were talking about education and I butted in with silly ramblings that only a drugged patient would think made sense.

 Who knows how long this went on for? Time, space, people, places, everything was just a blur as they worked on me in my daze. Eventually, however, Mayu was shown to me and she peeked out of one eye to gaze at her mother. As goofy as I was, I smiled and waved saying "Hi little baby" before passing out again.

 The only thing I could think of was "Huh...she's not covered in tons of blood like I see in some tv shows..."

 I woke back up to them stitching me back together. I felt the little tugs here and there but I felt so good that I couldn't complain. Afterward, the doctor asked me how the spinal tap had worked for me and I went on and on about how thankful I was to have it.

 An hour later, I was in a hospital bed, unable to move my legs at all, greeted by my family, Mitzy's mother, and Carlos' mother. I was so happy to see them no matter how horrible I looked after my battle. A few hours later and they left the hospital promising to visit me in the morning when visitors were allowed again.