Hi...My name is Mindy and I have an almost 3 year old son named Andrew
Posted On Wednesday, December 30, 2009 by Mindy
Hi...My name is Mindy and I have an almost 3 year old son named Andrew and here is my story...
I was 19 when I was preggo with Andrew and I had a rough pregnancy. I was on bedrest from 16 wks till I delivered. I suffered from sciatic nerve pain and swelling all over. I was miserable to say the least but never had any known problems with preeclampsia. I would go to my OB visits and sometimes I was unable to use the bathroom to give them urine to test so it was no big deal they said I was fine. My water broke on its own one morning when I was 37 wks along and I went to the Dr and they sent me to the hospital on a Monday morning around 1100am. I had a hard and rough delivery with little man from back labor to my epidural not working. I endured 26 hours of labor and pushed for almost 4 hours before he finally made his way into this world...Nobody noticed my blood pressure cuff falling off during the pushing except me and everyone said it was fine...don't worry.
On a Saturday I wake up with this headache/migraine that I had never ever had in my life. It was worse than the labor itself...I couldnt see or eat or anything I just sat and cried and cried. So I took some benadryl thinking it was allergies (due to new carpeting in the house) and I managed through the weekend with help from my family. Monday was the babys first DRs appointment so we went and my headache just did not let up at all and finally I told Thomas we need to go to the hospital so we went to my OB first and they thought it was only a spinal tap headache so they sent me to the L&D floor of our local hospital where I had delivered. I was put in a room and a nurse came in with a Demerol injection and gave it to me.
*From this point on I do not remember anything that happened even though my family says I was concious throughout the whole evening before each seizure and all. Due to the seizures and anesthesia I don't remember myself but this is what happened since my husband and mother and family were there with me...
It relieved the headache for maybe 1 minute and all I can remember is calling my husband's name and rolling into my first seizure. Throughout the evening they were trying to work on me and figure out what was wrong. I had my 2nd seizure several hours later. After MRIs and cat scans they had no clue. One nurse even said she thought I was faking it for attention...then a DR thought maybe it was a blood clot. So later into this evening (Monday) I had my 3rd seizure and that's when I coded (flat lined) and they worked on me for about 5 minutes or so. Finally my Grandpa demanded I be lifeflighted and taken somewhere else. They had already basically told my family to start planning for my demize because I was the ICU and they had no hope for my survival. My family didn't want to hear that so they called and the DRs called and finally a hospital with lifeflight was sent to the hospital where I was at and took me to another hospital where I was placed under full anesthesia with a breathing tube. I made it there and was in ICU for almost 2 weeks. I woke up Tuesday night with that tube in my throat and that is the first thing I remember is when I finally woke up. I had no idea where I was or what had happened but I knew I had a baby and wanted to see him immediately.
After this whole ordeal I was on antiseizure meds for a while. My memory was so bad and I still can't remember alot before that moment that I used to from my childhood and so forth. I don't remember alot of memories I wish I could and I try alot to jog my memory but it just isn't there. The DRs say that in time it will come back. I haven't had any problems since this whole ordeal but it scares me to think about I might not have made it and has made me more aware of the value of life. We have no immediate plans for any children but if we do we plan on taking great caution and talking to DRs.
I am a stubborn patient and was young as well but this story shows that you're vunerable to this horrific disease at any age and at anytime when you're pregnant or after you've delivered so just be careful and be aware and talk to your DRs if something isnt right...speak up!
Ethan will be turning 3 at the end of this month (October). The month of October always brings up some scary memories and emotions for me... I never thought I would have a difficult pregnancy or labor. After all...