So on 6.27.16. I had a schedule c-section. After being prepared Iv and ect... my husband is sitting next to me holding my hand. After ten minutes he tells me he smells flesh burning and no longer can stay... (punk ass ) he gets queezie watching my nose bleed, what do I expect. Any way 4 min into the procedure is felt every cut every pull. I began to scream and cry, naturally they put me to sleep. They cut my uterus in a T shape, due to me having so much scar tissue. I didn't find this out until after the operation. OK now it's two days later, I'm unable to stand the pain. The drugs are wonderful but it puts me out, I feel like my mind is cloudy. After all the pain my son is one of the greatest gifts God has given me.. I'm truly blessed.