i was in the delivery suite for a while after giving birth to DD1 - long enough for me to have slept a long while after all the stitching and everything was done.
dh was holding dd1, who went to sleep.
as i'd been awake for 32 hours and in labour for 24 i was too exhausted to care for her at first.
when i woke dh said i looked pale, midwife checked and my temp had gone up.
i had a drip in place, but they put another one and started giving me antibiotics - i had saline in he other after the anaesthetist gave them hell because i was so dehydrated - it was summer and record heat that year and hospital was boiling.
then i was wheeled to a private room.
with dd2, i had her really fast and waited hours for a room, then they just said it was a private one. i wasn't about to argue with that!
as soon as we got settled and dd2 got on for her first feed, dh was dispatched for my meal.
she was born in the morning, so come 9PM i was hungry again.
rang the nearest chippy for a nice black olive and green pepper pizza and SIL went down to get it - she had a poke of chips.