Gentlemen... let me pause for a moment to say this looks like it should be called death by alien. It looks like something Mad Max had to spin the wheel for in Thunderdome. It sounds like (from the description) someone is inside of you on drugs spinning around in your uterus with a knife. It sounds and looks like it hurts.
The hospital technology is so advanced she is hooked up to a machine which lets me see when the little man with knife starts twirling around like the tazmanian devil. Awesome and also weird. Ericka is doing great handling the pain.
At a certain point they have indicated that the guy with the knife is not poking her with appropriate intensity or frequency (boo man with knife). Must be a union labor dude. Just can't get good service anymore.
Epidural is on the way. YAY! Pain relief. I can stop counting to 4. Epidurla guy is here and he has on a UNC hat. We shake hands as he is about to stick a needle in my wife's spine. He is done and out running off throughout the hospital.
The Tarhole's genius epidural did not work. It has a limited effect at best. He sucks. He is from UNC I should have guessed it. He must have had basketball tickets or something to get to. Takes us 3 hours to figure out his little "Procedure" is not going to work and Ericka is in exceptional pain. I hate him. JERK!
Another guy comes in and was more concerned with doing it right then actually having his tarheel hat on and success. We have it moving along now.
Within 3 hours of the epidural being done by someone competent...We are ready to push.
You look at your wife completely differently. She was determined, she was strong, she was quite honestly a champ and hero. She wanted to get our baby out and did what they told her. Baby came out.
Open letter to Ericka.... I care not who reads it...
Babe,
I have never seen a more brave or determined side of you. I will never forget you in that moment. You were wonderful. You were special. You made something special. I can never ever thank you enough. I love you, and love you more this day.
AESOME... AMAZING... Wonderful... you hear everyone describe the birth. It was all of those but I will not cheapen it with a word.. It was Birth and I witnessed it and it was indescribable.
I cried like a baby. Yeah me.. Mr. Manly man. I'd cry again to because so many things run through your head your brain leaks... not tears just brain oil coming out of my head. That is my story and I'm sticking to it.
It summarizes so simply.
Eva Maria Jimmerson 12:32am 1/10/2009 7lb 4oz
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