Part 1 is here. My blog about my life after this can be found Here.
Ava was here but there was something instinctual in me saying I'm not done yet.
They say the placenta just comes out and you don't really realize it. Well my
doctor was still there with the cord in his hand and a "hmmm this is different"
look on his face. I was still in a lot of pain. I asked him if everything was ok
and he said yes the placenta was just having a hard time coming out. Before I
knew it I was in worse pain than I was when I had her. I remember him saying
"its inside out" and there were a few extra nurses there. Then all of a sudden I
saw this bloody blob of something (my uterus) come out of me and a look of
terror in the doctors eyes. He immediately tried to stuff it back in. That is
when the true screaming and pain began. Oh my gosh. It hurt worse than the worse
contraction, worse than trying not to push, worse than the ring of fire. At this
point everything starts to run together. He called the anaesthesiologist to
come. People were running all over. I remember looking past all this to my mom
holding Ava with a look of panic and thinking is this going to be the last time
I see them. The anaesthesiologist comes and does his shpeal about all the risks
we gave verbal consent and off I was to the OR.
I was wheeled down the
hall to the OR and there were people coming out of the woodwork. It hurt sooo
bad. They push me in there and there were even more people. I started to go in
and out here so all I remember are snipits. They moved me to a different table.
I prayed that my children wouldn't be motherless. My blood pressure was
dropping. Everything hurt. The big light over head in my face. Then I was gone.
I was in a white tunnel trying to find the way out. The tunnel started changing
colors like a video game and all of a sudden I was trying to find the Mickey
Mouse Clubhouse. (I blame Zoey for that one.)
Then all of a sudden I
heard familiar voices. I heard Zoey. I tried to say something but all that could
come out were moans. I started to wake up for moments at a time and just
remember seeing the clock. I could tell Chris was on my side holding my hand. It
felt good, like everything was going to be ok. Then I would go out again. But
this time I was picturing my family at the bottom of the room with a curtain
separating them from me playing parlor games. Then I would wake up and see the
clock again. Then out. I don't know how long this happened. Then I was back for
good. I could feel someone else hold my hand it was my mom. I kept my eyes
closed for the most part trying to process what just happened and asking lots of
the same questions. Everyone came over to see me. It was strange because I
still didn't really know what happened. Slowly things started to clear up. I
remember them saying they were going to give Ava a bottle, and that was the
first time I remembered "oh yea, I have two kids now." It was kinda crazy. Its
like I forgot all about the last 9 months of pregnancy and day of being in
labor.
I couldn't move my arms because I had who knows what. One arm had
my regular IV and blood pressure cuff. The other had something around it and my
blood transfusion. I was really cold and they kept putting billions of blankets
on me. But I couldn't really talk because I had Oxygen on. I was kinda in rough
shape. Everyone slowly trickled out and it was just Chris and I. They took Ava
to the nursery and I fell asleep.
My nurse came in around 4:30 before
shift change and explained everything to me when I was a little more with
it.
The placenta never detached from the uterus so when it came out it
dragged it with it and turned it inside out, kinda like when you pull a sock
from the toe to get it the right way. He tried to put it back in, that's when It
really hurt. But since I was loosing so much blood and in so much pain they had
to rush me to the operation room. The problem lies in the fact that once the
placenta is no longer there the cervix starts to close up, so time is crucial.
At that point there were three possibilities. He could manually get it back.if
it was open enough. Cut me open like a csection and get it through that way. or
if those didn't work hysterectomy. There is technically 4 possibilities if that
didn't work and I kept bleeding out, but lets not think about that. Luckily I
got away with the easy one. I did loose about 3 Liters of blood (the average person has
about 5 or 6). And so I got 4 blood transfusions.
Apparently this is a
super rare complication. My doctor has had it happen 3 other times in his 25
years. I had nurses say they had been in Labor and Delivery for 5 years, 12
years ect and had never seen it happen. Needless to say I was the talk of the
nurses station. ....And that's saying something because I know triplets were
born Wednesday too. Inverted Uteruses are pretty crazy I guess.
I am recovering well just like a normal delivery at
this point. I will probably be a little more tender than average. And I get
these dizzy spells, which they think is due to all my blood loss and
transfusions. But I can generally just sleep them off and I am fine. Ava is
beautiful and Zoey is so in love. With everything that went down I wasn't able
to hold her for 5 hours, so I was kind of worried about breast feeding. In fact
that was one of the reasons why I wanted a natural birth in the first place, so
she could be with me skin to skin right away. But lo that wasnt in the cards
this week. I am so lucky to be here and raise my two little girls and enjoy my
life as a family.
That's really scary! Glad to know everything turned out ok in the end though! You definitely had Someone watching over you. Congratulations on your new baby girl :o)
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