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Saturday, December 7, 2013

The Impossible Became Possible......Almost

April 20, 2010---- It is our 8th wedding anniversary and we get the amazing news that we are PREGNANT! We were told in 2002 that it would be almost impossible for this day to ever come. I was so shocked that I took 3 pregnancy tests before I even showed my husband. What I thought was a stomach bug was in fact our little miracle growing! I think back to that day and I can vividly remember the joy I felt and that it was one of the happiest times in my life. I immediately call my OBGYN, yep the same guy that said it would be impossible to get pregnant, to make my 1st prenatal appointment. I am told he will not see expectant mothers until they are at least 10 weeks. I make an appointment for 10 weeks, but I was really surprised considering what I had been told by him previously. May 2010--- At 9 weeks and 4 days I experience every pregnant woman's worst fear....BLEEDING! I immediately call the doctor. The receptionist, also known as the doctor's wife, calls the doctor and tells him of my condition while she has me on hold. A few minutes later, although it feels like an eternity, she comes back on the line and says "he told me to tell you to go home and get in bed, don't go shopping or to Wal-Mart, if your going to miscarry it is going to happen on its own and we can't stop it! I will see you in a few days for your 10 week appointment." I couldn't believe my ears. I was shocked, scared, and more angry than I can ever remember being in my life. I call my mother to vent and she calls in a few favors to get me in to see another doctor in town. I go to that appointment and have some blood work and am sent to get an ultrasound done. At the ultrasound appointment the tech "could not find evidence of pregnancy" and my world came crashing down. They tried to tell my husband and I not to panic it could just be earlier than I thought, but they would send the report to the doctor. The next day the nurse calls and tells me that I have been diagnosed with a miscarriage, but I needed to come and have a repeat HCG draw to make sure my #s were going down. 7 ultrasounds, 15 HCG draws, and my diagnoses bouncing back and forth 4 different times I get a call from the nurse that says "He told me to tell you to get a D & C or a new doctor!" I could not see having a D&C when they could not verify where the pregnancy was to know where or not it was viable or not. The thought of possibly killing my own child was so appalling that I had to know with 100% certainty that it was not there before I would let them come near me. During the 4 weeks of testing they could not find "evidence of pregnancy" in any of my 7 ultrasounds and my HCG levels were taking 6 days to double. June 7, 2010--- I had to fight and threaten to sue in order to get all of my medical records from all of this testing to take to the new doctor. I was blessed enough to get an appointment with new doctor in a bigger town that had an excellent reputation and was a specialist in high risk pregnancies. He simply glanced at my records and diagnosed with a tubal pregnancy within 5 minutes of my arrival. Sure enough he was right. They found a HUGE ectopic pregnancy just under my left ovary. I underwent emergency surgery to remove it because it had gone way passed the point of being life threatening. The pregnancy they removed was almost 12 weeks size. The doctor told me I was a walking talking miracle because a tubal pregnancy going on that long without rupturing is unheard of! He was able to save my life, the ovary, and tube during that surgery. Although I didn't know it at the time, but the doctor told my husband to say his last goodbyes in case he couldn't get to the pregnancy before it ruptured. My poor husband still talks about those 3 hours as being the worst minutes of his life. He never thought of pregnancy as being dangerous until that day. It still haunts us both to some extent, but when I think about what Joe was going through while I was knocked out it makes my heart break for him. His pain started hours before mine and he held it together for me!

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