Wow!! My baby is now a week old but I can't
even begin to type what a frightening experience occurred last Saturday
I was at week 36 of my pregnancy and wow I felt
great. I had four more weeks of Lamaze left and the baby was due
11/24/00 (Turkey baby). I had washed his clothes the weekend before
and my husband and I had decided to stay in that Friday and watch movies.
At around midnight I woke up for the usual hourly
bathroom run but when I tried to get up the pain in my lower back was excruciating.
I thought maybe I had slept the wrong way.
My husband woke up to my moaning and tried rubbing
some cream on my back to "ease the muscles". That didn't help.. I
got up and took a 15 minute hot shower to relax the back but still that
didn't make me feel better.
My husband kept insisting that we go to the hospital
but I said for what I know I am not in labor b/c I have read what labor
is supposed to be like and seen the films on labor and I wasn't experiencing
anything like that. He insisted and finally I gave in.
We arrived in the ER at 2am. I was so against
going to the hospital that even after getting in our car I was going to
tell DH to forget it and take me back home.
When my husband checked me in the nurse asked
me what position the baby was in and I said he was facing my back.
She proceeded to inform us that this was called the "posterior" position
and that b/c I had back pains that I was in labor.... I thought to
myself "Wow" I am in labor but why hasn't my water broke or why haven’t
I felt any contractions. The nurse said you will have an easy delivery
but the labor pains come in your back.. (At first I thought Yikes I have
always heard how horrible back labor is but Oh well my baby is coming and
I am ready).
I started practicing the few breathing exercises
that I had learned in the two weeks of Lamaze and began to feel stronger
b/c the baby was coming and besides my back pain I felt great...
I was taken to the non stress test room and attached
to the monitors. I tried lying down, sitting up and felt uncomfortable
everywhere. The nurse said I had gotten two contractions so they
would monitor me but that it didn't seem to be labor. She mentioned
the doctor was on his way.
Two and half hours later and me in ten times more
pain the nurse was still claiming the doctor was on his way...OK at this
point I lost it and told my husband to take me home that I couldn't be
in the hospital any longer. When we started to dress the nurse came
in and stated the doctor had finally arrived....
The doctor came in and said everything looked
ok but that he wanted me to have an ultrasound and then some bloodwork.
At this point my mother in-law had arrived and I had asked my husband not
to call my mom until we knew something b/c I didn't want to worry her unnecessarily.
I had the ultrasound and the bloodwork and now was waiting to hear the
At around 10 am the doctor returned to inform
me that the results had some back with a funny number in my liver enzymes
and that they would need another test at noon. Noon came and so did
three tubes of blood. At this point the doctor admitted me b/c they
wanted to monitor me for 24 hours so I had my own room.
The hours passed and at this point I called my
mom to come by and see me. She arrived and since everything seemed
fine left to teach her catechism class at the church. She would return
at after her class.
It is now 3pm and the doctor comes in ad states
that he needs one more tube of blood and that we might be having this baby
today. He proceeds to tell me that he might induce me to relieve the pressure
on my back. He stated that at 36 weeks there might be a slight chance
the baby's lungs weren’t fully developed but that the chance was small.
I was getting excited thinking here I am a month early but I have been
ready to meet my baby for 8 months.
I had a great pregnancy and three weeks before
had confirmed that I was having a boy at my last ultrasound. I had
felt right from the start that it was a boy so when his privates appeared
on the screen in the ultrasound I was ecstatic. I loved being pregnant
and although I would miss the baby's kicks and nudges I wanted to meet
As I am enjoying the news, the doctor returned
with a serious face and sad look. He started to explain that my liver
was swollen and that my bloodwork pointed to HELLP and Preclampsia.
I thought wait what the heck is HELLP?? I mean I read every book and nowhere
did I read anything on HELLP.... What is HELLP?
The doctor mentioned that he had to deliver the
baby now and he did not have time to induce my labor.. the baby would be
born cesarean. At this point it was my husband and I in the room
and we both looked at each other scared to death. The doctor mentioned
that my platelet count was low and that I could hemorrhage to death on
the OR table so that he had a window of fifteen minutes to operate on me.
My husband and I are also Jehovah's witnesses and we had made the decision
that I did not want a blood transfusion which the doctor said I might need
several of IF I survived.....
I have never been so scared in my life.. My mom
was in class and I needed her. I prayed and I felt strong.
I mean I was a mess inside but I didn't care what happened to me at this
point. I wanted my son to live. I thought if it wasn't meant
for me then I will fight for him.....He is most important to me right now.....
In ten minutes I had the catheter, the gowns
and I walked into the OR. Right as I am getting ready to walk in
my mom arrived like a blessing from God and I remember turning around looking
at her with tears in my eyes and giving her the look like everything would
I had never had surgery so seeing the Or was a
little frightening and luckily the anesthesiologist was great funny guy
who made me feel warm and comfortable My husband was getting dressed in
the next room and as soon as I got the epidural he could come in.
I remember lying in the "tray bed" shaking like a leaf trembling and getting
the shot...Wow it was warm and I felt ok.. I thought this isn't too
Next thing I know my husband is right there beside
me and I could hear tape being pulled. I asked him if they had cut
me yet and he said no but later he confessed that the incision had been
made and that the baby was already coming out. I heard the baby cry
and I felt a peace like I have never felt before. Wow I said to my
husband he cries so cute..... They cleaned him up and brought him
behind the sheet so I could see him.. My first thought was that he
looked like my Dad. My husband asked if I wanted him to stay with
me and I said no follow the baby.....
I could hear the nurses counting the instruments
and then they were missing a sponge and started counting again 1 2 3 4
5 . I thought to myself Oh my Goodness they do count the instruments....
I went in to the recovery room and woke up when my Dad came in crying..
I felt ok I thought but I wanted to see my son.....
JM was born at 4:40 p.m. October 28, 2000 weighing
7lbs 1oz and was 19 1/2 inches long. He was born a smarty.. He knew
how to latch on from Day one and instead of losing weight has gained ounces.
He had his first doctor’s appt on Friday and was in perfect health....
He is a fighter and although he was a month early
he was quite a big boy. His score was 9 out of 10...
I thank God for all of his blessings and I know
without him nothing is possible. He was present that day in the hospital
room and OR. I have many things to be thankful for and could never
thank him enough.... My son is my pride and joy and although friends
have explained the joys of motherhood you really don't know how special
it is until you have your own.....
I am now trying to learn more about HELLP and
what signs I missed. I want to know if this will affect any other
pregnancies... Do you have any statistics on reoccurrence in post