FGS, I think the trauma of not knowing whether to grieve or rejoice for an hour is huge just on its own - and in the context of the rest, even harder to get over. The closest I can get to relating is the moment I walked into the ward, saw six doctors around dd's bed (she was just 4 weeks old) and asked whether I should be scared, to get no answer other than she was going on to cpap and into HDU. I can get back in touch with those feelings in a heartbeat - its a 'frozen in time' moment. I imagine that hour must be the same for you, and I feel so sad and angry for you that no one came straight away to reassure you: that in itself is really shocking.
Anyway...I've done loads of talking about my particular trauma re dd2, here and with close friend, with dh, and with a therapist, several times: it all helps, and I'm sure I'll be doing more of it as and when needed! Do talk about it whenever it comes up...actually, you already have, good for you
Now me, today, I'm unbelievably thrilled to say that dd2 - now merely slightly snotty and coughy - is sleeping through more often than not. Last night she coughed and threw up her entire supper, so of course she woke for a much needed feed - but I now expect her to sleep through
I thought the day would never come...
Jabber, have a great holiday!