Balancing Brooklynn

Brooklynn Paige was born at 27 weeks weighing 2lbs 3.75oz 13.75in long!!

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Our Miracles journey....

My husband and I tried to get pregnant for 8months, we found out in April 09' we were pregnant and due December 10th 2009. We did not tell anyone due to a miscarriage a couple years ago. Just a couple weeks into the pregnancy I started bleeding heavy, I for sure thought I was miscarrying. I went into the doc they checked me could not find the heart beat but also told me I was still early, they sent me to get a blood test on my levels and talked to me about giving me a pill to end the pregnancy my doctor for sure thought I was losing the baby, she called me that afternoon and said that my levels looked great and I was to go back if I started bleeding again. Not even a week later I was at work and started bleeding went back in and they were preparing me for the worst. the doctor went out I got undressed and in came the U/S machine. I could see the screen and sure as s*** I saw a lil flicker, the doctor was in shock after that she scheduled me a U/S with a tech and wanted to see the blood flow. I was diagnosed with a large SCH (Subchronic hemorrhage). So I was to take it easy, no lifting, no sex...nothing. At the beginning of my 2nd trimester they did another U/S and saw that the SCH had resolved itself, at this point I was in the clear. So we scheduled my 20wk to find out what we were having....ITS A GIRL, but I have a bicornuate uterus (which I knew with my 1st daughter) so not only is it more heart shaped with this pregnancy my placenta has attached in a horn on the point so now the concern is when my uterus grows I risk my placenta tearing. We went on as normal with frequent trips to the doctor (I think I have frequent flier miles to cash in there).

Every year on labor day weekend we go camping, after some good doc visits I was given the OK to go camping but take it easy and if anything happen to come right in (well I failed to tell my doc that it was 6 hrs away). Off we were left Thur night. All was well Thur night, Fri night & Sat during the day...I had what I thought might have been contractions but nothing that hurt. Come Sat night I was getting ready to go to bed, I felt like I was bleeding walked around the trailer to check, and sure enough I was...it was so bad that I was covered from hip to feet within minutes of me noticing it. So my husband and I were off the the nearest hospital. I do not think I have ever seen my husband so emotional. Now just before all the bleeding commotion my husband thought he would have a couple drinks (which we don't drink but maybe once a year, if that) so since he drank our friend drove us to the hospital. Thank god for the people we were camping with they actually kept our other daughter (6yrs old) with them. So we get to the hospital and no joke it looked like a mental home I was sooo scared and when the doc came in I was more worried about his teeth falling on me then anything. He did his check and I was not dilating but I was softening, They gave me drugs to stop contractions and for he pain I was starting to have. When the nurse came back in she said that they were flying my out to a hospital that has a good NICU because they did not have what they needed to deliver a 26wkr, they wanted to get me close to home also since I was 6hrs away. After 2hrs of waiting they came back and said that they were flying me to a hospital that does have a great NICU but I was still going to be 5hrs from home...UGH!! Once they told us that my husband left to drop off the friend that brought us, he did have the option to fly with me but since we were going to be not close to home he needed to have a truck just in case I was sent home. He just drove straight to the hospital after the camp site since it was a 3hr drive for him and a 45min flight for me...of course I was still waiting for life flight to come. Once they got me in the air craft we were off...that was the scariest experience, it truly sent me into labor. Not only was the puddle jumper all over the place it just happen to be a rainy day I mean down pour. I get to the hospital, the nurses get me all wired up and check me and I was dilated to 1.5cm...I know it was the plane ride. Not even 30min of be being there my husband shows up. We then get ourselves ready for a long road. Our days there we have doctors come and talk to us everyday about what would happen if we delivered our daughter, what to expect, complications..ect. On our 4th day we had a doc come int and give an U/S after about an hour he said that he wanted to get me home close to family & friends because he didn't have much hope I would make it to Thur of that week, the plus side is my stay there there was not a whole lot of change but they also had me on meds to stop my contractions...so after multi calls to our ins company we again ended up flying out...and once again I was by myself because my husband had to drive the truck...we tried so hard to let them discharge me and let me drive with him but they would not...and again I was loaded on a plane and off I went. An hour later I was in yet another hospital. Thank god my Tammy was there waiting for me since my husband had a couple hour drive and he was actually going to go home 1st to start laundry and shower,
since he was going to work the next day. When I got there I was dilated to about a small 2cm, they did and U/S and found a mass (of blood) that they did not know if it was apart of me or the placenta. We were told that if it was part of me I would have to have a transfusion if I delivered. Oh if I went into labor I would not have a vaginal one it was automatic C-section. Now once again we have doctors, neo-doctors..ect talk to us, and we yet get ready for another long road...after being monitored for a couple days I was transferred to the upper floor where I did not have to wear the baby monitor and I was able to take a shower (thank god!!), plus the beds are way better and if I showed no more progression I would go home...we were there a day or two and they wanted to send me for a non-stress test and if all was good I was released. Well while being hooked up to the monitor I was contracting every 2-3min some I felt really bad some I didn't. They had a doctor come check me I was then dilated to 4cm...she told me that she was going to come and check me in an hour, after the hour she came back and I was a lose 4cm w/my water bag coming out. So once again I was sent to the 12th floor as the nurse was getting me all settled in I starting having alot of pain, she gave me something but it worked for 10min and my pain was back. While the nurse went to get different ones, I called my husband and told him what was going on, by this time he was off work and on his way up to the hospital, and it so happen to be the only day that he has been stuck in traffic. Now I have not mentioned thru this whole process the baby is doing great, awesome heart beat, great movement. When on the phone with my husband I got really hot, faint and weak to where I could barley hold the phone. Out of the blue I have like 6 doctors and nurses rush into the room and the one doctor that has been there with me came to my side and said "We have to take her now". The only thing I remember was trying to tell my husband but I ended up handing the doctor the phone and I rolled over.

The nurses laid me down, and got me ready as they were wheeling me out I happen to look up and all I saw was white coats, there had to be like 50 of them. I later learned that it was all the doctors, including the NICU crew. When I got into the room I switched beds but was so weak that I could barley get on the other bed, they made me drink this nasty crap, and the last thing I heard was when you start to wake up you will feel pressure in your throat. They had to put a breathing tube in because they had to knock me out. When coming to I remember the pressure in my throat and them wheeling me out telling me my husband was here. When I got into the room I saw him standing by the window looking scared. Whatever I felt soon passed because I was in so much pain. I was told my IV went bad, they pump you full of pain meds before they wake you so when you do wake up you are not hurting so bad. So they had to get a new IV and put me on a pain pump, which the nurse pushed every 6min to get my pain controlled. While they were doing that the doctor came got my husband and he went up to the NICU with them to see our daughter.....

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