by hazaiahsmommy » Sun Oct 10, 2010 11:39 am
Hi everyone, I'm new here!
So happy to have found this site, finally ready to get some support and reach out to people.
I'm from Brantford, Ontario and I suffered from severe preeclampsia.
I was told by my midwife that I was just a new mother overreacting.
It was so bad I thought I might die! I called 3 days in a row to the midwife only to be told that I should take Advil to stop the pain and gravol to stop the throwing up. She wouldnt even see me!
On the 3rd day my friend insisted that I go to the hospital with her. Sure enough I was diagnosed immediately and rushed by ambulance to ************ in Hamilton.
3 more days in a blackened room, no food because they didnt know when I would have to have surgery. The second day I was there my midwife tried to see me but was refused. She left a not apologizing for brushing me off and said that when I was ready to vent to her I was welcome to.
My son Hazaiah (meaning God decides) was born June 12th at 1:00pm at 24.5 weeks of gestation. He weighed less than a pound at only 400 grams. Although we were warned of his poor chances we had great hope.
Unfortunately, Hazaiahs lungs burst 10 days later and the only time we were able to hold him was the first and the last when he died in our arms.
I have seen a lawyer in regards to the midwife, he said I have a case. I just cant pursue it through courts etc. its too much money and too much grief.
I have scheduled a meeting this coming Friday to meet with the midwife.
Has anyone been through this?
Hi everyone, I'm new here!
So happy to have found this site, finally ready to get some support and reach out to people.
I'm from Brantford, Ontario and I suffered from severe preeclampsia.
I was told by my midwife that I was just a new mother overreacting.
It was so bad I thought I might die! I called 3 days in a row to the midwife only to be told that I should take Advil to stop the pain and gravol to stop the throwing up. She wouldnt even see me!
On the 3rd day my friend insisted that I go to the hospital with her. Sure enough I was diagnosed immediately and rushed by ambulance to ************ in Hamilton.
3 more days in a blackened room, no food because they didnt know when I would have to have surgery. The second day I was there my midwife tried to see me but was refused. She left a not apologizing for brushing me off and said that when I was ready to vent to her I was welcome to.
My son Hazaiah (meaning God decides) was born June 12th at 1:00pm at 24.5 weeks of gestation. He weighed less than a pound at only 400 grams. Although we were warned of his poor chances we had great hope.
Unfortunately, Hazaiahs lungs burst 10 days later and the only time we were able to hold him was the first and the last when he died in our arms.
I have seen a lawyer in regards to the midwife, he said I have a case. I just cant pursue it through courts etc. its too much money and too much grief.
I have scheduled a meeting this coming Friday to meet with the midwife.
Has anyone been through this?