Ok... my turn, I heard the drill and asked the nurse if pins were going in the holes the dr. was making. (they were)
Now, I didn’t have a drill, so no pins. My caesarians were just rip-and-yank, then staple. Sometime when I feel like it, I’ll tell the horror of JT’s birth. Because of that, when the youngest came along, we decided to utilize a hospital about 60 miles away because it had the regional neo-natal ICU.
Good thing, too.