SitePoint Xmas in July 2010
26 July 2010, 09:45
There was not the same level of rampant booze quaffing as last year and no post-karaoke blitz at K-Box (well, not for me, anyway…), but the SitePoint Xmas in July party was a rather fetching evening.
Held in the Fish Bowl at the Melbourne Aquarium there were maybe 80 SitePointers + partners, many of them unknown to me. I did get tired of all the pregnancy talk though. OK, I get that belly is HUGE at the moment (all of 28 weeks) and people are interested/ice breaking etc. but pregnant women don’t tend to want to talk about their pregnancies all the time, in fact, it’s nice to escape the fact that there is a massive balloon of alien child swelling in the nether. Trust me on this.
I had allowed myself a glass of wine/champagne but only ended up having maybe 3/4 of one glass. Bizarre that I didn’t feel like it, but the atmosphere alone was almost enough to buoy the party.
Husband headed out to K-Box afterward while I waddled home at about 11 (way past my bed-time) appearing somewhat worse for wear around 4 (Husband that is, not me). The man was completely useless to me the next day - when he upchucks he sounds like a wounded Tottoro. At least he had a good time…
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18 July 2010, 19:59
at 27 weeks.
Preparing for a fight
7 July 2010, 18:39
So I went to the hospital for my monthly checkup. Said to the OB, “so when do I need to make my mind up about delivery”. He says to me, “Oh very soon” and so started the uncomfortable discourse between the obstetrics and the neurosurgical points of view.
The first OB I went to see before I ever got up the duff recommended that I had a Caesar at 37 weeks. The chances of rebleeding from the cerebral clip were very (very) (did I say very?) small, but just to be on the safe side, he would want to do a caesar. Fair enough.
When I went to my first appointment at the Mercy, the OB said “Oh no, we don’t think you’ll need a Caesar, we can give you an epidural and suck out the baby with a ventouse” which sounded so less traumatic (NOT!) but I was happy that I could possibly have a more “normal” birth. The issue, apparently, was with the high blood pressure during labour and the pushing of the final stage of delivery which might put pressure on the brain. Fair enough.
The OB last week told me of a woman who was currently in the same boat as me, who’d had an aneurysm clipped and wasn’t sure which way she wanted to go re. delivery. I asked OB what her neurosurgeon said. “Oh, he said under no circumstances would she be having a vaginal birth. But we have found that delivery puts no undue pressure on the brain…”
Hmmm, I wonder how they decided this? Did they strap on electrodes to measure the brain activity during birth? Think not. Did they decide this by virtue of the fact that no-one with a clipped aneurysm had ever died in labour?
I was advised to take what the head OB dude had to say “very seriously” which I will, but I think I’ll take what the neurosurgeon has to say with more gravitas to tell the truth. I daresay the risk of the aneurysm rebleeding outweighs the risk of a caesarean birth.
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