May 27th 2001 my doctor gave me the option to come in on a Sunday
Posted On Thursday, June 20, 2002 by Gina
May 27th 2001 my doctor gave me the option to come in on a Sunday morning and be induced because I had gone past my due date (My first child at 28 years old). I joked with my husband on the way to the doctor that we should just turn around and go eat breakfast instead of having the baby that day.
For about 10 days before, I had experiences violent stomach pain. I called the doctors office every day. The nurses would tell me to take Tylenol, that I was just "real" pregnant, and being a petite person, all my organs were crowded. One night I could not stand the pain, so we went to ER. They hooked me up to a baby monitor and checked my blood pressure and my cervix. They said the baby was fine and they gave me a "relaxer" pill to help the pain, then sent me home. When I saw the doctor for my weekly visit, he said it could be my gallbladder, still they did not do any tests on me.
So there we were a few days later at the Hospital, having my water broke. The doctor told me to walk around to get labor started. (this was after they took my blood for the FIRST time) The doctor came up to us shortly after, looking a little pale and worried, he said I was a very sick girl, and that I had HELLP Syndrome. He explained to me and my family that my blood was not clotting and that I would need a blood transfusion and platelets. And that I needed an emergency C-section within the hour. I was terrified after having to sign a paper saying that if I got HIV or Hepatitis C that the Hospital was not to be held responsible. I was angry and frightened. How could the doctors let it get this far? Why didn't I have a blood test earlier? Why did everyone SPECULATE as to what the pain was? I had the symptoms, severe swelling and abdominal pain.
All I remember after that was seeing my mom crying and my husband getting ready to go in for surgery with me. I then heard the doctor say, "look Gina, look at your baby." I had just come out of surgery. I was to sick to hold my baby, or even see him. Thank god he was a healthy 9 pound baby boy.
The hospital stay was miserable for me. I remember my husband feeding me ice for hours. I also remember the empty feeling I felt when I woke up one night in my hospital bed alone. I was to sick to take care of my baby or even see him. I felt that the doctors had robbed me from this precious time I could be spending with my baby, time that I could never get back again.
I was allowed to leave the hospital after the 3rd day. Finally I could try to make up some time with my baby. Still I was not feeling any better until around 2 weeks. Now, a year later my son is healthy, as far as I know. I'm still wondering if Hellp Syndrome can have any effects on the baby years later? Or me? I have had a few pains in my abdomen like I had when I was pregnant, but again the doctor says I'm fine. Should I believe him, this time?
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...