Post by Jo on Jun 27, 2006 16:39:14 GMT
Background first and my birth story
My name is Jo and Im 27 and I suffered a
massive Post Partum Haemorrage after the birth of my
second child (becca, now 5 months) I am having
horrendous trouble getting over it and it has left me
terrified of doctors and hospitals. The pregnancy went
fine until the last few weeks when baby just would not
settle in one position and kept flipping like an
acrobat. They got worried by week 38.5 when the cord
was lower than baby and admitted me to hospital
fearing if my waters broke the cord would prolapse
leaving baby without oxygen, so the booked me for
an "elective" c section which i didnt particularly
want, it was given as the "only option" by the
consultant. They admitted me on the friday and told me
i would have the section the following tuesday. I was
so scared. The days passed although i was largely
ignored by the medical staff as nothing was happening,
i wanted a chance to discuss what would happen in the
section and all i was told was "its on your sheet" on
the monday night i had a MW who was due to give me the
antacid you have before a section, she was one id
never seen before and told me in no uncertain terms to
try and deliver naturally, uttering the unbelievable
words "if they cut you you will be ruined, your body
will never be the same again" I was terrified, i didnt
sleep that night and went to theatre first thing the
next morning with my partner. the actual section was
lovely and relaxing and i began to wonder what all the
worry had been about, it took them a lot
of "rummaging" to get becca out and she swallowed some
fluid when they got her out but my beutiful girl was
out and i was ecstatic. 45 minutes in the recovery
room things started to go horribly wrong. I suddenly
started to feel light headed and breathless and as col
(my partner) was out of the room phoning relatives i
called a MW over. I started to get scared when she
didnt speak to me after she lifted the blanket just
pressed a buzzer - i tried to ask for col but no one
was listening to me - finally someone asked me where
he was, i found it hard to speak but managed to tell
them, they rushed off to get him and suddenly there
were about 15 to 20 people around me putting wires and
drips on me, things round my legs i was asked to sign
a consent form but didnt understand what was
happening , then everything went black, the last thing
i saw was cols face holding a new baby looking
absolutely bewildered. I woke up approximately 6 hours
later in HDU. I was wired up to so many machines it
was unbelievable, and felt so unbelievably week it was
untrue. i saw people come and go and allegedly talked
to them, but i cant remember anything after for 24
hours. I was in severe pain and they kept giving me
morphine and the next day the consultant came in and
told me the whole sorry story, I had lost 75% blood
and died twice on the table, i was losing it faster
tha they could put it back into me and they had told
Col NOTHING while i was in theatre , just, shell be
out in 10 mins then half a hour later shell be out in
10 mins. I have nightmares and cant cope very well at
the moment with any kind of upset, i have severe
internal bruising and am still bleeding 5 months on
but cant bring myself to go to the docs, i feel like
ill never be the same person again
My name is Jo and Im 27 and I suffered a
massive Post Partum Haemorrage after the birth of my
second child (becca, now 5 months) I am having
horrendous trouble getting over it and it has left me
terrified of doctors and hospitals. The pregnancy went
fine until the last few weeks when baby just would not
settle in one position and kept flipping like an
acrobat. They got worried by week 38.5 when the cord
was lower than baby and admitted me to hospital
fearing if my waters broke the cord would prolapse
leaving baby without oxygen, so the booked me for
an "elective" c section which i didnt particularly
want, it was given as the "only option" by the
consultant. They admitted me on the friday and told me
i would have the section the following tuesday. I was
so scared. The days passed although i was largely
ignored by the medical staff as nothing was happening,
i wanted a chance to discuss what would happen in the
section and all i was told was "its on your sheet" on
the monday night i had a MW who was due to give me the
antacid you have before a section, she was one id
never seen before and told me in no uncertain terms to
try and deliver naturally, uttering the unbelievable
words "if they cut you you will be ruined, your body
will never be the same again" I was terrified, i didnt
sleep that night and went to theatre first thing the
next morning with my partner. the actual section was
lovely and relaxing and i began to wonder what all the
worry had been about, it took them a lot
of "rummaging" to get becca out and she swallowed some
fluid when they got her out but my beutiful girl was
out and i was ecstatic. 45 minutes in the recovery
room things started to go horribly wrong. I suddenly
started to feel light headed and breathless and as col
(my partner) was out of the room phoning relatives i
called a MW over. I started to get scared when she
didnt speak to me after she lifted the blanket just
pressed a buzzer - i tried to ask for col but no one
was listening to me - finally someone asked me where
he was, i found it hard to speak but managed to tell
them, they rushed off to get him and suddenly there
were about 15 to 20 people around me putting wires and
drips on me, things round my legs i was asked to sign
a consent form but didnt understand what was
happening , then everything went black, the last thing
i saw was cols face holding a new baby looking
absolutely bewildered. I woke up approximately 6 hours
later in HDU. I was wired up to so many machines it
was unbelievable, and felt so unbelievably week it was
untrue. i saw people come and go and allegedly talked
to them, but i cant remember anything after for 24
hours. I was in severe pain and they kept giving me
morphine and the next day the consultant came in and
told me the whole sorry story, I had lost 75% blood
and died twice on the table, i was losing it faster
tha they could put it back into me and they had told
Col NOTHING while i was in theatre , just, shell be
out in 10 mins then half a hour later shell be out in
10 mins. I have nightmares and cant cope very well at
the moment with any kind of upset, i have severe
internal bruising and am still bleeding 5 months on
but cant bring myself to go to the docs, i feel like
ill never be the same person again
