Hi everyone, i wish i could say it's good to be back but i can't.This is probably the saddest case on this forum so if you're not prepared to read this nightmarish tale. please stop right here.
I went in to labour around 8.am, Nov 21, 5 days after my EDD. By 9.am i was booked in, just 2cm and but the pain was terrible. They had to keep me in cause i could hardly get up to pee. my contractions were very regular and kept getting stronger. The monitoring team were quite relaxed and so i was because everything seem to be going very well. by 2.pm, still the same story contractions, pain, 2cm, but since it was my first, it was expected. But by 11pm, the worries started setting in, why was i just 2cm since morning and i kept feeling the baby stuggling? I got up to pee and then my water poured, good i thought, until i saw that it was brownish. As i laid back on bed i noticed some foul smelling yellowish discharge. It kept pouring and i had to use a pad, i was alarmed, called on the nurses and doctors, they came around but didn't seem to be worried?? what was going on , phone calls were being made they kept telling me to relax and everything will be fine. Then the nightmare began, I started feeling cold and feverish, the contractions were stronger and the pain was killing, i was placed on drip, my blood was drawn for test, they said i had malaria and they gave me an injection. my condition got worse i started shaking uncontrollably, i tried to hold myself because of the baby, DH kept calling and nearly fainted when i could hardly speak anymore. I was stretching out and becoming numb, then i fell into a fit. the last thing i remember was someone giving me an injection. When i became conscious around 6.am, i couldn't feel the contractions, pain or baby kicks anymore. I became hysteric, pulled off the lines, blood spilled everywhere, jumped off the bed and started screaming for my baby, it took 3 doctors and about an hour to calm me down and convince me i was still preg. Then they tried to listen to the FH, they attached me to a scanner and a FH Monitor, that was when i noticed that the yellowish discharge has reduced and the FH was erratic, at a point, it went from 81 to 246 in less then 5 secs....more line were being fixed in my arm, i was placed on induction, and i started contracting again, by 10.am Nov 22, i was 6cm dilated when the chief consultant came in, checked me, and watched the FH Monitor and declared that i was to be sectioned, he said it was the best for the baby and me at this point.
I was rushed to the Theater immediately and by 11.30am my baby girl was delivered, i almost screamed, she couldn't cry, they sucked out fluid from her and she made sound, i was relieved, at last i thought. As i went into the ward, i slept and woke up to see DH, i was overwhelmed, couldn't stop crying. it was so traumatic and even though i hadn't seen my baby after she was taken to intensive care, i was glad it was over, so i thought. The next day my breast got bigger, full of milk, i tried to walk down to see my baby and possibly feed her or something but i couldn't walk the distance and she was on antibiotic, they said she was distressed and had sepsis...but DH saw her. he was so happy and told me she has my nose. We spent the whole day talking about her and calling friends. ]
Nov 23, 9.00am, DH came to see me and was about leaving to bring some stuff for me, when a nurse from the babies unit came to call me, at first i tot i was to come and feed her, but i looked at the nurse and knew there was trouble. DH and i ran (yes, i ran, the pain disappeared) to the unit, when we got there the sight was something that will never leave me forever, my baby had a tube in her mouth and two doctors were pumping her with oxygen and one was trying to resuscitate her. DH burst into tears, I just stood and stared for a while before i fainted, i was rushed back to the ward and i was i shock for some hours. Even now that i'm back, today is my first day at work, i'm trying to live my life but i'm still in shock. I just can't believe she died.