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Coming down from the epidural was a lot harder than my wife and I expected. She got the shakes and wound up throwing up her lunch (Reese's peanut butter cups), and then throwing up the painkillers she was given. This was the only part of the process that was somewhat unexpected.
Don't let the nurses and the "Breast Feeding Nazis" (if you go that route) boss you around. They may have good advice, but always remember you have the final say. If something doesn't feel right, make your own decision.
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