Sentences with phrase «husband was in the hospital»

The occasion can be as simple and as chronic as Mrs. Smith's reprimanding me because I failed to mention from the pulpit that her husband was in the hospital, even though she knew her husband had asked me to say nothing about it.

People come together and share prayer requests for the neighbor lady whose husband is in the hospital, for the coworker who just got laid off, for the homeless people to find work, and for more people to start showing up for church.

She was unable to appear in person because her husband was in the hospital.

I couldn't attend the past two years, 2016 because there was a snow storm and in 2017 my late husband was in the hospital.

A few years ago, my husband was in the hospital for a fairly serious procedure that required an extended stay.

I needed a place to overnight while my husband was in hospital.

«It was probably the year 1975, when we were living in Winston - Salem and my husband was in hospital chaplaincy training, that I felt such a need for some better communication and sharing in our marriage.

My husband was in the hospital for a few days and as a result, all my yard sale treasures have been pitifully neglected!

When my husband was in the hospital for his cancer surgery several years ago, I quickly had our bedroom painted a soft blue — knowing that he would need a lot of bed rest and recuperation.

I had a similar thing happen when my husband was in the hospital w / a life - threatening illness.

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Even when I was still in the hospital, a neighbor came to the door and told my husband that everything happens for a reason.

He has here from MX, but my husband knew him and his family who were in MX at the time he was in the hospital.

It seems to me that's what Bradley suggests to do during birth, and I can't understand how a hospital would NOT want a woman to listen to her instincts or have her husband involved in the birth.

Soon after we were home from the hospital with our son, my husband declared it a priority to take him camping sometime in his first year.

My husband has never stayed with me in the hospital and has never been available to me when birthing at home.

In a home birth you usually don't have to go to the hospital (though there's at least a 1 in 10 chance that you will), but you or yours have to buy all kinds of crap beforehand (birthing pool, pads for protecting your bedsheets from blood...), then clean up after labor, make food and clean up after each meal, talk with the midwife or whoever is attending you (husband?In a home birth you usually don't have to go to the hospital (though there's at least a 1 in 10 chance that you will), but you or yours have to buy all kinds of crap beforehand (birthing pool, pads for protecting your bedsheets from blood...), then clean up after labor, make food and clean up after each meal, talk with the midwife or whoever is attending you (husband?in 10 chance that you will), but you or yours have to buy all kinds of crap beforehand (birthing pool, pads for protecting your bedsheets from blood...), then clean up after labor, make food and clean up after each meal, talk with the midwife or whoever is attending you (husband??)

Assuming that all women who die attempting out of hospital birth are stupid, and that their husband's aren't in any way complicit, are we?

I would share the DSi with my husband, we have been spending a lot of time in waiting rooms and hospitals because he is fighting cancer.

That way, my husband and I didn't feel overwhelmed with too many people coming to the hospital or being in our house.

By that time my husband was also back and we shifted her to the best hospital in a bigger city.

This just makes me so sad, My oldest is (8) he too named Landon had issues breast feeding the hospital I was in for him had no issues getting him set up on formula, My second son Liam (4) was born in another state is a pro breast hospital where I told them I had issues feeding my first son, I WANT TO BOTTLE FEED, that the nurse pushed and pushed breast for the first day, I was hysterical in tears, that when the pediatrician came in to check on Liam and see me upset she requested formula right away, my husband and mother even said something to the nurses, once we got bottles for Liam it was like we were the shunned the black sheep.

But after hanging out around our house, confirming with a simple test that I was in fact leaking amniotic fluid, and consulting with our midwives, my husband and I headed to the hospital that evening to have our daughter.

I was in so much pain I didn't think I could endure it but before I knew it I was on the hospital bed at 10 cm dilated with my husband at my head, my doula on the right side, L&D nurse on the left, and my midwife ready to catch our baby.

In the past week, my husband and I have agreed on a birth center (near a hospital; they use a midwife, and it is much cheaper), and I've been able to research some different insurance options.

It's clear that the days of cigar - clutching husbands nervously pacing in the hospital corridor are long gone.

You and your husband need to do a bit of research and bring some questions and facts to your doctor.There is growing intolerance for VBACs in some areas by some doctors, so you may want to consider switching to a hospital based midwifery practice or a different OB.

When my husband and I found out we were expecting our first child's birth in February 2009, I anticipated being in the hospital, an epidural in my spine.

My husband, Mark brought her to me after she was briefly examined, washed and wrapped in a hospital blanket and hat.

I was planning on nursing exclusively when my first daughter was born, but a combination of things (undiagnosed pregnancy induced hypertension and being back in the hospital, extreme stress from moving and my husband being sent out of town when she was a week old) caused a huge delay in my milk coming in.

but my first son was, it was so painful in the hospital as well and I was like if I am going to do this I would like someone to take a look at it and just may be possibly make it more comfortable so I will continue to do this and so and, yeah my husband was like we totally like, it was worth our money, we made sure that we got everything we need by the time we left, it's like every amenity that you get in a hotel, in the hospital it's the same way.

Get in the car with your husband or person who will be most likely bringing you to the hospital, and make that test run to the hospital.

I studied my hypnobirthing quite regularly, talked with my husband all the time about our desire to have a medication free delivery, and I even hired a doula to help me since I was in the hospital and wanted that 24/7 support the nursing staff would not be able to help me with.

My husbands Grandmother was in the hospital.

My husband was able to feed my second son immediately while we were still in the hospital.

I had my first child in hospital had a birthing pool experience was massive new spacious my husband and sister came in with me.

No one should be allowed in the room with you at the hospital except your husband, the doctor, the pediatrician who checks the baby, the nurses, and the lactation consultant.

My husband and I have a compromise list — he has a horrible feeling about home birth but can accept a midwife is a trained professional and natural birth plan has benefits so the hospital just in case of emergency is our compromise.

It was only recently (in the 1940s) that births were shifted from home to hospital, with doctors attending births and husbands on the outside.

A culture in Diapers Our baby pee'd held over the toilet at two hours old when my husband held him while I was still lying in the hospital bed.

Nevertheless, you need to take into account the fact that only in a few hospitals your husband will be allowed in the delivery room.

After our first «bad ultrasound» with our son, Patrick, who was born still in April 2014, my husband and I walked to another building in the hospital to see if my therapist was available.

My husband wanted us to see a doctor, but we live in a small, isolated town with no health services, so our only solution would have been to go to the emergency department of the nearest hospital (40 minutes» drive from our house), and — with my temperature at 39.5 °C — I didn't feel like driving, I didn't want to bring my daughter with me to the hospital, and who knows how many hours we would have had to wait.

The three days spent in the hospital — of course, he took a bottle because he was my husband the whole time for the most part.

In the living room chair while your husband is loading up the car for the hospital and he returns to get you to find the baby crowning... dang.

My first birth was a hospital snowball of intervention, but my second, a waterbirth in a centre with my husband catching her, en caul.

One October day in 2006 Carmel and Fredrik Ohrwall were on their way to the hospital when Carmel asked her husband to pull over, into the park, according to reporting by The Sun.

And so my water broke at home, it was just my husband and I and I have a very dear friend who is a hospital based IBCLC so, as we were leaving the house I got in the phone with her because I knew we will be going to the hospital where she works and said «hey, this is what's happening tell me who is onboard tonight?»

I was going to roomed in the hospital, and they didn't really want me to do that, and so my husband and I instead of mats, we literally slept on the floor in her room for three months that she was on the hospital, and that's when it started to turn around with that postpartum depression of breast milk.

My husband Addison was a spectator at our daughter Willow's birth in the hospital.

Although my husband felt the same way — the thing that convinced him about the home birth was that we weren't sure we would get the rooming in option at any of the hospitals.