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Operation Caesar 2

The nurse began to stick an epidural syringe on Dhena's back. Once done, then leave it on for a few minutes to make sure the anesthetic is working perfectly.

"Try lifting his right leg, Ma'am!"

Dhena tried to lift her legs that began to feel heavy, trying to lift the same one that was not able to move.

With the position of the bed and given a divider curtain divider on the chest, so that the patient can not see directly the caesarean section which will be performed by the doctor and team.

A mother suddenly flicked the curtain, put out a face that was covered in a mask and a green head covering while saying softly, "Assalamualaikum, Ms Dhena, I am a doctor Wiwi, who will perform the operation. Before it all starts let's read the prayer together, may the process be spit out and waged."

'Alhamdulillah, O Allah .. met with the doctor who handled me well, kindly and religious as he was, ' Dhena in heart.

After praying at exactly 18:15 the caesarean section began. It began to feel in the lower part of Dhena's stomach like something was slashed even though it did not hurt but enough to make the woman grieve.

There was one nurse sitting in a chair right next to her head invited a casual chat to distract the patient so as not to feel too tense.

Shortly after about 18:30 a baby's cry echoed through the room, after being cleaned and placed directly over the mother's chest by a nurse. To explore and get colostrum.

When the skin of the little one touched, there was a sense of happiness and should envelop Dhena's heart. Happy to see the baby in the arms.

Once enough is felt, the little one is taken back by the nurse and the other sisters begin to help Dhena to be moved to the push bed and deliver her back to the inpatient room.

When Dhena entered the nursery back the sadness burst into her chest cavity.How not, in this condition there was not a single family present to provide support and congratulations. Dhena is living it alone. But, he also can not blame anyone because this is already the risk of living far from family.

Bahakan to just give news to his mother who was far away he did not do at all, he did, because the woman is very sure the mother will definitely feel more worried when hearing her son who is far away in the region of people in this condition, especially if you know giving birth by way of cesarean section.

"Sir, I asked one of her sisters or nurses to accompany me here to chat, so I'm not alone," pinta Dhena before some of the people from the hospital in charge of taking care of her left the room.

However, none of the five people wearing the white-and-white uniform responded to Dhena's request. They just passed by without saying goodbye first.

Dhena was having a hard time when she was about to pick up the phone located on the table next to the bed because her hand was not up to grab the flat object. Around him there is no one to ask for help. While his entire limbs felt stiff and very difficult to move. He had intended to contact the husband if now he had passed the caesar piercing process and had returned to the hospital room.

"Sorry, ma'am, I'd like to take my phone, but my hand won't sit" Dhena replied later.

The mother grabbed the phone lying on the nightstand and gave it to Dhena.

"Thank you, nggih, ma'am, please ma'af, I've taken care of it," said Dhena moved because it turns out there are still people who are willing to help and help her when she is in such a helpless state.

It was past the time Isya Hariz had just come, Dhena's eyelids dewed when she saw the figure of the husband already standing at the side, she spilled all the sense of her scent that from earlier was stored alone to the husband.

"Sorry, Mas just came at this hour," said the thick-browed man rubbing his wife's head gently. Seraya recounted her activities during the house that turned out to be so busy. From the start nyuapin the eldest Fathan, bathe and prepare clean clothes and necessities to be taken to the hospital. Dhena also cursed him. For him the important thing is now able to gather and can accompany him in the room.

"Mrs ... I saw Dedek the baby, you know, the same Dad over there. Dedek baby bobo again, Ma, can not be played," said the four-year-old boy told me.

"The baby's grandfather, isn't it kept here, Ma? Why?" fathan continued to ask.

"Yes, maybe tomorrow morning we'll be here." Dhena tried to give answers to her son who always asked a lot.

"Mas, please buy me freshcare first outside," Pinta Dhena said her husband was already beside her. About 10 minutes a day

Because the influence of the anesthetic has begun to decrease the pain of the cut and the stitches in Dhena's stomach began to feel contorted and sore, his entire body felt sore and sore. After being smeared with frashcare evenly by the husband, soreness begins to decrease.

That night Dhena could not close her eyes especially the husband who continued to invite her to talk until late at night with a position sitting on a bedside chair while occasionally fanning Dhena because of the atmosphere of the room that felt hot.

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Dhena just realized that her condition that was considered okay was weak helpless when the morning nurse who helped wipe with warm water asked her to just turn her body turned out she was not able to.

'Yes, Allah .. it turns out like this post-cesarean effect, unlike during the normal birth of the firstborn, Fathan. In the morning I was able to walk and shower myself into the bathroom. But, right now I have to accept the fact that this body is exactly like a paralyzed person who is helpless to just move the body, his inner heart.

Even Dhena had to be able to hold herself as hard as possible so as not to sneeze, cough, and laugh at will. Because when the little things are done the effect is very, very excruciating in the part of the stomach bandaged, as if the stitches are still wet it comes back open.