Thirty six years ago, there was not much known as to the cause of premature
Thirty six years ago, there was not much known as to the cause of premature babies..My pregnancy must have been preclamsia as I hemoraged at six months and the baby was born. She weighed one pound eight onces. I had the visual floaters from about two months on. The doctor did not know what I meant. He was not familiar with it. The baby never moved thru the whole pregnancy. She was born placenta previa. In those days they gave pure oxygen. That cause retnea damage to the babies eyes. When the baby was born, she did not breath. They told me she died. I was taken to my room since I had not been sedated in any way.
I cried all night. Early the next mornig the nurse came in and found me awake crying. She ask what was wrong. I told her my baby had died. She said no, she is living. She said they brought a heart circulator via helicopter from another hospital and put it on her and got her going. When the doctor came in around nine, he told me the same story. He said that since there was no oxygen to the brain for ten minutes, she was black and would be retarded. As it turned out, she was not retarded, just slow at developing. She started in glasses at six months and then later developed a crossed eye. So we ended up doing patching.
She also became dislexic at school age. With the help of professionals, special schools, and constant love, she grew up to be a bright girl. Today she does not wear glasses and she graduated business school with a 4.0. So you see anything is possible if you try and are persistent and address each problem as it appear. I never compared her with her older brother who was very bright..
I studied nutritian and gave her vitamins and retinol for her eyes. I also bought a special protein powder which I got from a weight lifter company. In those days protein powder was unheard of. The doctors were amazed at her progress.
I forgot to mention that my daughter that I was talking about in the previous story, just had a preeclampsia baby in Denver at St Luke Hospital. It was a boy weighing one pound and ten onces. It is still in the hospital. I guess maybe this is an inherited problem.
After surviving a very traumatic first pregnancy with a nightmare delivery (30 hours of magnesium-induced hell, ending in an emergency c-section) and even more debilitating recovery, one would think I was DONE having children. Let's be ...