Don't worry; everything will go well! My DS was born via scheduled c-section. My c-section adventure story: The surgery was scheduled for noontime, so we had to be at the hospital at 8 in the morning. We show up, and almost immediately my DH (who is not at all good with any medical stuff) starts. "Is it hot in here? Because it feels really hot..." Me:
"This isn't about you. Get ahold of yourself."
My childhood friend is a nurse and works labor and delivery. When she saw my name, she stayed on from the night shift to be my nurse. She fixes DH an English muffin, brings him some juice.... Me:
The anesthesiologist comes in to start my IV and so I tell DH that he'd better leave the room, since needles just send him over the edge. I'm chatting with the doctor and signing release forms when I hear a ruckus in the hallway. I just KNOW it's something to do with DH.
My friend the nurse comes in and says DH wasn't looking good so she had him sit in a chair in the hallway. Next thing she knows, he's passed out on his face on the floor. They sent him down to the emergency room. Me:
For the next hour I have a lovely chat with my friend, catching up on family stuff. DH finally makes his way back to me. He said nothing was broken and he didn't need stitches, but they tried to admit him to the hospital because his blood pressure kept dropping. They wanted to do an MRI and a bunch of other tests, not realizing that he just has hospital issues. He declined their invitation to stay, saying his wife would kill him if he didn't make it back to labor and delivery.
The anesthesiologist comes back with an apologetic look, saying that he really couldn't allow DH in the OR while I was having my c-section, as there would be nobody there to scrape him off the floor. So he sits in a chair in the attached weighing and washing room, and sees DS shortly after he's born. I was pretty sure he wouldn't have been an ideal support person, anyway. It was nice I had my friend there to chat with.
The surgery itself took about half an hour from the start, through the birth of my son, then having my tubes tied, then to stitching up. By 12:45 I was sitting in recovery, nursing DS and chuckling about DH's bruised and bloody face.
I wish you the best of luck tomorrow, and hope your support person is made of hardier stuff than mine was.
. Im having my c-section on Wednesday and feeling pretty nervous ...ive never even had an IV before, will be quite the adventure 
