Howdy Doo Nalerigu!

After 4 hours flight delay in domestic airport, made it to Tamale (and wouldn't one of those taste divine?) and then by Land Rover over mostly paved but some dirt road to Nalerigu...had to go immediately and do a C section--did not even unpack. A little hairy since I have not done a csection alone ever and the last time I did one was in 1987 when I had this big crush on the OB resident Barry Landreaux... I did lots of them for about three months in Lafayette, La. Barry noticed that I was very good at closing incisions. He didn't notice anything else AT ALL about me. Anyway, I think the scrub tech didn't really need me here that much and we made our way through without any problem with C section techniques. The baby, however, was BLUE and not breathing...probably should have been done earlier but no one to do it. Baby was swimming in sea of meconium. Doug, a peds guys from Arizona and Cindy, the FP came running and saved this baby. First APGAR was ONE. Let's just say that sphincter tone alteration occurred. I thought, geez my first C sect and the baby is gonna die...but they resuscitated it. I was so upset that the baby looked like death on a biscuit, I did not even notice till I saw it later in the incubator that it was a boy. What a day! Real grindstone starts manana. Wish me luck, say prayers,or do your juju. ALl positive karma accepted.