R.I.P. Brantley A. Williamson

Post On Friday, June 08, 2018 By Ann Larson

R.I.P. Brantley A. Williamson

Alright, here is my story. It has taken me some time to be able to tell it but here it is...My boyfriend and I had found out that we were going to have a baby on February 14th of 2017.

We were very ecstatic and nervous but totally ready to both be a Mother and Father! At 25 weeks I started to experience severe heart burn that was making me sick and edema to the point where I couldn't wall. I would get short of breath only walking 10 steps or so and would have to sit down...then one night came the lower right abdomen abdominal pain that radiated to the lower right side of my back. It would come and go and at points get unbearable to the point it was making me physically sick. 

I was at 27 weeks gestation and I was incredibly sick that entire week. I knew I had a doctor visit on July 27th with my OB/GYN so I was going to tell my symptoms of everything to my doctor then as this was my first pregnancy and people at work were reassuring me that my baby was probably just pushing on a nerve. Well, that day of the 27th I went to work for half of the day sick. I was waiting for my boyfriend to pick me up so we could go do my Gestational Diabetes test before my appointment since it was literally in the same office. They had me sit there for an hour and do the test then I went straight back to my appointment to pee in a cup and take my weight. Nothing was said and I was taken back into the waiting room for the doctor.

The first thing I had told my doctor when he came in were the things I have been going through...headaches, shortness of breath, edema, the pain in my lower abdomen and baby has not been moving much at all the whole week. He wasn't concerned. He took my BP which was at 128/84. He advised me that all of my symptoms are just a part of pregnancy and that I was fine. He then did a NST test for the baby. My baby’s heart rate was supposedly alright however there was very little fetal movement. He sent me on my merry way.

The evening of 7/29/17 my health was only getting worse and I felt nothing but sick and just not right. Finally, my boyfriend decided that it was time to take me into the ER as I was not able to keep anything down that whole week and needed to get some fluids for our son in my system. I agreed and off we went. 

We arrived at the ER and I told the person at the front desk of my symptoms. He called L&D because I was 27.5 weeks gestation. I needed to go up to L&D so my boyfriend and the person at the front desk wheeled me up there. Once I got into the room and laid in the bed the nurse asked me to pee in a cup which I couldn't do right away. Eventually I was able to.

It was about an hour and a half into our stay where I was starting to doze off and my boyfriend right next to me was already asleep. A nurse came in the room and asked me if my pulse is usually this low. I asked her "What do you mean low?”

She asked, “well have you ever been asked that before”? I advised her “no." My pulse was at 40.

Suddenly about 8 nurses rushed into my room. They were frantically searching around my belly and could not find my sons heartbeat. My boyfriend woke up as I was starting to bawl. They searched for about 15 minutes and advised my boyfriend “You need to get family down here NOW!” “Don’t waste any time. Try to get a hold of anyone you can!”

We were both very confused as they advised me that I needed to go back for an Emergency C-Section stat and they were unsure as to whether me or my son was going to make it.

My son was without oxygen for 30+ minutes but they were able to resuscitate him. The OB/GYN that was covering for my doctor advised me that I was very sick and have been diagnosed with HELLP Syndrome. My son sadly passed away on 8/1/17 and was taken into the loving hands of god. This was my first pregnancy and I was told that it should be my last as the chance of this happening again was at least a 60% chance. I had absolutely no idea what Pre-E or HELLP was until it happened to me..I am sharing my story to raise awareness.

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