I was 6 months pregnant wheni started getting sick,I would go to the Dr. every
Posted On Thursday, September 19, 2002 by Marni
I was 6 months pregnant wheni started getting sick,I would go to the Dr. every week telling him something was wrong, but he would always pretty much blow me off. Well on March 24th 1995 I awoke feeling really bad,my eyes were so swollen i couldnt see,I had a strobe light in my eyes and i just didnt feel right,I called the Dr. once again and he said i needed potassium and all I needed to do was to eat a potatoe.
So I baked a potatoe and ate it.
I dont remember anything from that day except about midnight I woke up my husband, telling him that some people were trying to take me, I was sitting in the middle of my bed looking up and was seeing this very bright light with loved ones that had passed one trying to pull me up,I kept telling him I did not want to go and to please help me.Well he said he thought i was just playing around and went and got a drink, he said when he came into the room I was still sitting in the middle of the bed with this blank look on my face, he sat next to me and tried to talk to me, but as soon as he said something i went into convulsions, I was biting my tongue so he stuck his hand in my mouth so i wouldnt chew it off, insted i chewed a hole in his hand, during this seizure I remember begging him to make it stop, and him sitting there helpless saying he cant. When it was over he ran into my moms room to tell her to call 911.
They both came running back into the room and there I sat I had beat myself up so bad from the seizure,I had blood pooring out my mouth, my ears, my eyes had turned completly red.They called 911 and the ambulance came, I dont know what they did while they were there, but I know they would not let him into the ambulance, When he arrived at the hospital they had a police man there waiting for him, they had thought he had beaten me up., The Dr came in and told the police what had happened and he left.,The Dr. explained to my husband they were going to have to take the baby, and that she had a very slim chance of surving and I had a 5% chance of survival.
Next thing I remember is the Dr coming in saying they were going to take the baby, and a nurse screaming we are loosing her, and yelling my name over and over, come back shawna come back.Next time i was coherent was about a week later when I woke up , and realized I was in the hospital,not sure what had happened I got up to go to the restroom and happen to pass a mirror and looked into it, I had two black eyes, bruises from head to toe, my tongue was so swollen it did not fit into my mouth at all, and didnt for weeks after,and my eyes had hemmoraged. My husband had fell asleep next to my bed I saw him and woke him up asking what had happened. He told me a little bit of what happened and told me I had a daughter 1lb 4oz, I thought no way can this baby survive, I finally got to see her a few days after that and there she was no longer then my husbands hands , tubes all over her, I just wanted to break down and cry.
Well she finally came home 4 months later weighing 4 lbs and I continued to have problems, I guess from what happened I got a seizure disorder and I still have it, I got thrombitis(blood clots in your legs) and have had it 6 more times since then, now I cant walk like a average person my age and I am always in pain from it, so bad that sometimes I cry myself to sleep, I had lost my memory from all my child hood and from my other two kids childhood, after 5 years they finally told me what memory hadnt came back would never come back, the baby I thank god for everyday is healthy she is doing great she had some lung problems for a while, but she grew out of it,to look at her you would never know what she went threw except a scare acroos her lip from where the tubes where taped,I know am in school to be a ob/ gyn nurse practitioner my way of trying to help women and help them not to have to go threw what i did, School is going good a lttle slow as I had to reteach myself even basic math, but I am proud to say I am now a 3.0 average student, thank you for listening to my story, shawna stewart
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