THE "story"
I've had a lot of people ask, but honestly do not feel like retelling the story 90 times. So, for those of you that do not know what happened in the last 6 days....here is the story.
Sunday the 19th (the day after my birthday) I felt really really tired and crampy. At this point by our MOST RECENT ultrasound, we were 20 weeks and 6 days pregnant. By our FIRST ultrasound which is the one that they go by for purposes of "gestation weeks" I was 19 weeks 5 days. I ASSUMED the crappy feeling came from all that I had done the 2 days prior with birthday festivities. I went to bed a little earlier than Cris, when I got up to go to the bathroom after he came to bed, he ran after me and said "are you bleeding"?
Apparently, I had bled enough that it was noticble. I said that I wasn't bleeding but after going to the bathroom realized I absolutely was bleeding a pretty decent amount of blood. I called the hopsital and the Dr. on call told me that I needed to go to sleep and see the next day how things were and THEN come in. Well, I told her that there was NO WAY I wasn't coming in considering what had happened just 8 months prior. So, we drove to the hospital in the 8 inches of snow.
When we got there, we were seen immediately. The grim news was given that my bag of water was low and bulging and I was already dilated to 5 cm. Immediately, the Dr on call said she would likely attribute this to an IC (incompetant cervix). SInce this happened in June, and I dilated again w/ no knowledge of it, it made perfect sense.
We were admitted a little after Midnight and started out journey UPSIDE DOWN on inverted bedrest with the GRIM hope that we would make it far enough to get the steroid shots for our boy.
So, from around midnight on Sunday night to close to midnight on Wednesday night/Thursday morning we were on strict bedrest. We had a fantastic team of nurses that kept us very much informed each moment of the day and each step of this.
I started feeling more pain on Wednesday than I had felt the previous few days. During that time we had seen about 4 different doctors including a high risk doctor. Our high risk doctor explained that while she wasn't ruling out the possibility of me having an IC-she felt like this was happening to us again because of an underlying infection inside of my uterus. I tuned out during some of this or i have just forgotten because of all of the information I took in over this last week. Anyway-we were told there were things we could do IF we decided to try again. However, we had already made the decision, good or bad, this was to be our last child.
Wednesday was the day of my meltdown. Wednesday night by 9pm I was begging for medicine. When I got it-it didn't help. I got up to go to the bathroom around 10 and apparently a blood clot had burst. It was an extremely tramatic time because I was sure it was my water that we were so hoping was NOT going to be the case.
The Dr came in and checked and said that because of this, there was a risk of infection and we needed to go ahead and proceed with the delivery. So, for the 3rd time in 5 days we were moved to another room. I was given more IV fluids, my epidural, and 4 pills that were to start getting things moving quicker. Around 1:30 my water broke and then Maddox came into this world butt first @ 3:11 weighing 1lb 10oz.
Ian & Owen lived for HOURS after their birth but Maddox only lived for 24 minutes. We knew it would be harder for him to survive because of #1 his position & #2-how badly things have been the 4 days prior-All of the pain meds and positions affected him I think.
That is all I feel like getting into right now-I just wanted to give a breif synopsis for those that have inquired of what happened.
I've had a lot of people ask, but honestly do not feel like retelling the story 90 times. So, for those of you that do not know what happened in the last 6 days....here is the story.
Sunday the 19th (the day after my birthday) I felt really really tired and crampy. At this point by our MOST RECENT ultrasound, we were 20 weeks and 6 days pregnant. By our FIRST ultrasound which is the one that they go by for purposes of "gestation weeks" I was 19 weeks 5 days. I ASSUMED the crappy feeling came from all that I had done the 2 days prior with birthday festivities. I went to bed a little earlier than Cris, when I got up to go to the bathroom after he came to bed, he ran after me and said "are you bleeding"?
Apparently, I had bled enough that it was noticble. I said that I wasn't bleeding but after going to the bathroom realized I absolutely was bleeding a pretty decent amount of blood. I called the hopsital and the Dr. on call told me that I needed to go to sleep and see the next day how things were and THEN come in. Well, I told her that there was NO WAY I wasn't coming in considering what had happened just 8 months prior. So, we drove to the hospital in the 8 inches of snow.
When we got there, we were seen immediately. The grim news was given that my bag of water was low and bulging and I was already dilated to 5 cm. Immediately, the Dr on call said she would likely attribute this to an IC (incompetant cervix). SInce this happened in June, and I dilated again w/ no knowledge of it, it made perfect sense.
We were admitted a little after Midnight and started out journey UPSIDE DOWN on inverted bedrest with the GRIM hope that we would make it far enough to get the steroid shots for our boy.
So, from around midnight on Sunday night to close to midnight on Wednesday night/Thursday morning we were on strict bedrest. We had a fantastic team of nurses that kept us very much informed each moment of the day and each step of this.
I started feeling more pain on Wednesday than I had felt the previous few days. During that time we had seen about 4 different doctors including a high risk doctor. Our high risk doctor explained that while she wasn't ruling out the possibility of me having an IC-she felt like this was happening to us again because of an underlying infection inside of my uterus. I tuned out during some of this or i have just forgotten because of all of the information I took in over this last week. Anyway-we were told there were things we could do IF we decided to try again. However, we had already made the decision, good or bad, this was to be our last child.
Wednesday was the day of my meltdown. Wednesday night by 9pm I was begging for medicine. When I got it-it didn't help. I got up to go to the bathroom around 10 and apparently a blood clot had burst. It was an extremely tramatic time because I was sure it was my water that we were so hoping was NOT going to be the case.
The Dr came in and checked and said that because of this, there was a risk of infection and we needed to go ahead and proceed with the delivery. So, for the 3rd time in 5 days we were moved to another room. I was given more IV fluids, my epidural, and 4 pills that were to start getting things moving quicker. Around 1:30 my water broke and then Maddox came into this world butt first @ 3:11 weighing 1lb 10oz.
Ian & Owen lived for HOURS after their birth but Maddox only lived for 24 minutes. We knew it would be harder for him to survive because of #1 his position & #2-how badly things have been the 4 days prior-All of the pain meds and positions affected him I think.
That is all I feel like getting into right now-I just wanted to give a breif synopsis for those that have inquired of what happened.
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