Lisalovesbean
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So I reached 39 weeks and as many of you know by now, I'd been in labour for five days but not actively so....I'd also been pretty poorly in the last weeks with pains, aches, high bp, hyperememis.....I'd also begged a consultant on my team at my check up on the 13/08 to help me bring the birth forward as I was really suffering....and having a seven year old with severe autism and other special needs plus my five year old daughter, I was really feeling the strain....this pleading was to no avail....unfortunately..
So Thursday night 20/08, I went to Maternity ward for my pre meds injection and was told I was measuring 45 weeks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Had injection and then returned home for my final night as a Mum of Two.....
On Friday 21/08/09 me and Rob arrived at Maternity, and we were told that we were not not number one on the list for theatre, but number two.....so at 10 am we walked down to theatre and waited in a side room...I was taken through for the spinal, there was a little difficulty with it but after around twenty minutes, we were good to go....Rob was brought in, in his scrubs looking very fetching in purple!!! All started off well and by 10.45 am the first incision was made....after a few minutes I heard the theatre midwife go "Whoa!!"....and then also heard her being told to be quiet by the consultant....turns out the comment was at the sheer size of my bag of waters...apparentely was of a huge scale...
...then things got a little bit hairy and all I remember is the theatre filling up with crash team staff and feeling very scared, I could feel pulling right up in my breastbone as they tried to get Marlow out...it seems when they cut me Marlow's hands popped out and the bag of water started to fall out so they removed it, this caused Marlow to turn and sink back inside me right up in my ribcage, hence the amount of staff trying to help get him out. I could feel burning between my breast bone and I was almost lifting off the bed as they tried to get him. At this point Rob was looking horrified and said to me, "Please promise me now, never ever do this again!"....I vowed there and then I wouldn't.....The consultant then told me they would have to do a upside down t-shaped cut to my uterus in order to reach the baby...finally at 11.38am Marlow was delivered and I was in hysterics at this point as I was in pain, worried my baby was not breathing and and in shock.
After what seemed an eternity Marlow was finally brought to us...and we discovered we had a beautiful boy, who was covered in severe bruising to the arms and legs and finger print marks and a tiny scalpel cut to his upper back due to pulling and forcing trying to get him out.....after my suturing me and baby were moved to Recovery at 12.40pm Rob was sent off to make the phone calls to family and was instructed to meet us on the post -operative ward at 2pm (no partners allowed in recovery)...
In recovery all was ok.....and baby was being cared for by a midwife also in the room.....at 1.50pm after a cuddle with Marlow I suddenly became extremely hot and clammy and I asked to be wiped down with a cold flannel, mw did this and within seconds I was sweating again....next thing I
vaguelly remember was mw shouting for a crash team and the room filling up with docs and nurses....I have little recollections of docs talking to me and hearing about blood loss/clots and then the bed being tipped up arse end and being internally scanned...it is all pretty hazy still....then I heard Rob's voice and looked up to see the clock, it was now 4.35pm....
We moved to another room close to theatre and remained there till 10.40pm, during this time I was visited by several consultants, theatre technicians, mw's and anaethitists all asking how I was now feeling and weirdly getting patted on the hand and even hugged by some...my parents also visited and my Mum was pretty shocked to see me in such a bad condition...I don't they could believe just how bad things nearly became.
I was moved late that night to the post op ward were I spent the night before being moved to my own room on Saturday....Marlow remained with me but unfortunately under a double photo therapy cot wearing a ultra voilet suit and helmet so I couldn't cuddle him except for about ten minutes during the first 36 hours...this was really hard for me and he was given donor breast milk as I'd lost almost a litre of blood and my body was too weak to feed him at this point. I was visited once again by a flurry of proffessionals to be told be that I was extremely lucky to be alive and that at one point they thought I was going to be a fatality....this has shocked me to the core as what happened I still have no explanation for and I already have two children that know me and love me....and without me the thought scares me to the core...
Anyway, I am going to a review/re-brief in the next few weeks to see what the cause was, if this is ever found out, that is. All I can say is that I am very happy to be here and that Marlow and me are doing okay. We got home late last night and have been seen by the mw this morning, Marlow has unfortunately lost 12oz, which is 9.3 of his birth weight....10 and he will need to be re-admitted, but I think he is just a bit tired from all drama hence his chilled outness when it comes to feeding (we are combining till my milk comes in), also I taking copious amounts of meds to build me back up again, but on the whole life is very good!
I also found out that if I ever get pregnant again....I can only have one more baby, but I won't be...and I should never have been allowed to go past 36 weeks due to my past history!
Sorry for the longness of this story and the scary bits....but it is what happened and I needed to get it out...here is my beautiful star!
Marlow at 1 minute...
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow002.jpg
In the photo therapy suit minus the helmet!
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow004.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow022.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow025.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow030.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow035.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow039.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow044.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow047.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow043.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlowtheleopard003.jpg
So Thursday night 20/08, I went to Maternity ward for my pre meds injection and was told I was measuring 45 weeks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Had injection and then returned home for my final night as a Mum of Two.....
On Friday 21/08/09 me and Rob arrived at Maternity, and we were told that we were not not number one on the list for theatre, but number two.....so at 10 am we walked down to theatre and waited in a side room...I was taken through for the spinal, there was a little difficulty with it but after around twenty minutes, we were good to go....Rob was brought in, in his scrubs looking very fetching in purple!!! All started off well and by 10.45 am the first incision was made....after a few minutes I heard the theatre midwife go "Whoa!!"....and then also heard her being told to be quiet by the consultant....turns out the comment was at the sheer size of my bag of waters...apparentely was of a huge scale...
...then things got a little bit hairy and all I remember is the theatre filling up with crash team staff and feeling very scared, I could feel pulling right up in my breastbone as they tried to get Marlow out...it seems when they cut me Marlow's hands popped out and the bag of water started to fall out so they removed it, this caused Marlow to turn and sink back inside me right up in my ribcage, hence the amount of staff trying to help get him out. I could feel burning between my breast bone and I was almost lifting off the bed as they tried to get him. At this point Rob was looking horrified and said to me, "Please promise me now, never ever do this again!"....I vowed there and then I wouldn't.....The consultant then told me they would have to do a upside down t-shaped cut to my uterus in order to reach the baby...finally at 11.38am Marlow was delivered and I was in hysterics at this point as I was in pain, worried my baby was not breathing and and in shock.
After what seemed an eternity Marlow was finally brought to us...and we discovered we had a beautiful boy, who was covered in severe bruising to the arms and legs and finger print marks and a tiny scalpel cut to his upper back due to pulling and forcing trying to get him out.....after my suturing me and baby were moved to Recovery at 12.40pm Rob was sent off to make the phone calls to family and was instructed to meet us on the post -operative ward at 2pm (no partners allowed in recovery)...
In recovery all was ok.....and baby was being cared for by a midwife also in the room.....at 1.50pm after a cuddle with Marlow I suddenly became extremely hot and clammy and I asked to be wiped down with a cold flannel, mw did this and within seconds I was sweating again....next thing I
vaguelly remember was mw shouting for a crash team and the room filling up with docs and nurses....I have little recollections of docs talking to me and hearing about blood loss/clots and then the bed being tipped up arse end and being internally scanned...it is all pretty hazy still....then I heard Rob's voice and looked up to see the clock, it was now 4.35pm....
We moved to another room close to theatre and remained there till 10.40pm, during this time I was visited by several consultants, theatre technicians, mw's and anaethitists all asking how I was now feeling and weirdly getting patted on the hand and even hugged by some...my parents also visited and my Mum was pretty shocked to see me in such a bad condition...I don't they could believe just how bad things nearly became.
I was moved late that night to the post op ward were I spent the night before being moved to my own room on Saturday....Marlow remained with me but unfortunately under a double photo therapy cot wearing a ultra voilet suit and helmet so I couldn't cuddle him except for about ten minutes during the first 36 hours...this was really hard for me and he was given donor breast milk as I'd lost almost a litre of blood and my body was too weak to feed him at this point. I was visited once again by a flurry of proffessionals to be told be that I was extremely lucky to be alive and that at one point they thought I was going to be a fatality....this has shocked me to the core as what happened I still have no explanation for and I already have two children that know me and love me....and without me the thought scares me to the core...
Anyway, I am going to a review/re-brief in the next few weeks to see what the cause was, if this is ever found out, that is. All I can say is that I am very happy to be here and that Marlow and me are doing okay. We got home late last night and have been seen by the mw this morning, Marlow has unfortunately lost 12oz, which is 9.3 of his birth weight....10 and he will need to be re-admitted, but I think he is just a bit tired from all drama hence his chilled outness when it comes to feeding (we are combining till my milk comes in), also I taking copious amounts of meds to build me back up again, but on the whole life is very good!
I also found out that if I ever get pregnant again....I can only have one more baby, but I won't be...and I should never have been allowed to go past 36 weeks due to my past history!
Sorry for the longness of this story and the scary bits....but it is what happened and I needed to get it out...here is my beautiful star!
Marlow at 1 minute...
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow002.jpg
In the photo therapy suit minus the helmet!
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow004.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow022.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow025.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow030.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow035.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow039.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow044.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow047.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlow043.jpg
https://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r45/lisagotnoshame/Marlowtheleopard003.jpg
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