Friday I went to the OB and we saw the baby and got to hear the little heartbeat going 160. I was measuring 7 weeks 1 day so my due date is Sept 20th, which is 7 days before my birthday. Also we got awesome news that the protein s test came back normal so I don't have to get shots taken Late Saturday night I went to the bathroom there was bright red blood followed by a clot the size of my palm. After the clot passed the bleeding slowed down greatly. Curtis called the hospital they said if it didn't seem life threatening it would be best to wait to see our OB. We decided that after an hour or so the bleeding seemed to mostly stop we would wait for Monday. It did. We called the dr's office when they opened and told us just to come in they would fit us in somehow. We get there and the waiting room is packed and I of course think well we will be waiting a long time. That wasn't the case at all they actually took us back next. I am sure all the people there might have gotten aggrivated but I am sure if they knew the circumstances and it was them instead they would like the same treatment. He did the u/s and the baby was still in there when I saw the heart beating I was so relieved. Because of the clot coming out though instead of the baby being high in the uterius it's almost right against the cervix. The dr also spotted a subchroninic bleed. He gave us a 50/50 chance of keeping the baby. I did more research when I got home and most of the time the clot with remedy itself by 20 weeks. There is a 1-3% chance the clot could tear the placenta from the uterus wall and cause miscarrage. It was ressuring to see online several ladies experenced the same thing I did and went on to have perfectly healthy babies. I am trusting God for the best. My glass is half full! And my God can work miracles. By the way I am now on very light activity so I can't do the 5k.
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Who knows if anyone actually reads this but if anyone does and wonders why I stopped posting my 5k training it's because I haven't been doing so much lately. On January 10th I was up at the church doing stuff, when I was driving to the house to do my 5k training & I really had to pee, out of no where I had this urge that I should take a pregnancy test when I got there. I had one test there cause I promised that I wouldn't take it unless I really felt God urging me too. The feeling I had in the car was it was God because if it was me I would have done it when I first woke up because that's what everything says is the best time. I got home took the test didn't have to wait very long before it popped up saying Pregnant. I nearly screamed I was so excited. With shaking hands I quickly took a picture with my iPad and messaged it to Curtis who was out of town working. Him being his normal self was like is that new? I was like of course it is. As you can see in the picture above I wrote the date on it and resent the picture to prove it was new. He was happy.
That night I started Charis Bible College Florida at our church Grace City. It's awesome so far. It's hard to believe I'm a college student, when technically I haven't finished high school. I am working on that though. God is so incredible giving me such favor. I trained for the 5k the day I found out and I believe the next. I slacked off a bit until I got the ok from my doctor. When I saw him he said exercise was fine. So today I am back to training. I won't be pushing myself as hard though. If you know me or have looked at older posts I have written, August of last year we had a miscarriage at 19 1/2 weeks of our precious Malachi. So once I got the positive I immediately made a doctors appointment. It was on the 20th. They did an ultrasound it should an empty sac and measured only 5 weeks instead of the 7 I thought I was. I was a little freaked out but Curtis helped calm me down plus it is possible that I just ovulated late. I see the doctor February 3rd for another ultrasound to make sure everything is progressing the way it should. I also had to have a blood test redone, cause when I had my miscarriage it showed I have a protein s deficiency. It's a rare thing and if I did have it I would have to take shots twice a day for the entire pregnancy. But Glory to God I have faith that the test will come back fine and that everything will be perfect at the next ultrasound. I believe in the vision God gave me during my fast last year of us with healthy babies. I know its been almost a month since I started writing this but life has been busy. I have attempted to start this several times but never got very far. Again some parts may be graphic, be warned.
In the ambulance they tried to start an iv 3 times with no luck. During the ride I was a bit numb emotionally. I didn't like the fact that Curtis wasn't with me because they told him to drive our car, so we had a vehicle to leave in. I understood why but they way it went down, where they just started driving off without saying anything to me bugged me. When I arrived at the ER they wouldn't let Curtis come back without my permission, however my parents showed up & they didn't ask if it was okay. I think that is wrong. I love my parents don't get me wrong and appreciate the support but I they won't let my husband back without my permission why didn't they ask if I wanted my parents there. Anyways, I got hooked up to all the monitoring machines which showed my heartbeat at 125+. The nurse had to use a child needle to get an iv in. The admissions person comes back to get my information and insurance. I had Medicaid well because I was no longer pregnant they needed $3. I was like seriously I just lost my child and you are demanding $3 to treat me. I just about completely lost it before God calmed me down. My dad had already gotten out a 5 dollar bill I was fine whatever. The lady wasn't trying to be mean it was just policy that I personally feel should be dealt with during discharge not in the middle of everything. When they did the first examine they made everyone leave the room. I wasn't at all happy they made Curtis leave, every time after that I refused to let him leave. They tried to see if I could push the placenta out but it wouldn't budge. So they went off to figure out what to do. The ultrasound tech came to get me & asked if I could walk. Sure I could walk probably however I had no underwear on and was bleeding. I said I'm not up to walking figuring the most logical thing for them to do would be to take me on the gurney after all isn't that why it has wheels. But no she was like well should I come back later. I was in disbelieve like I'm going to be any better in a few minutes, so I was like I don't think I will be able to in a bit either. Very reluctantly she finally agreed to just take me on the gurney. I had thought the trans-vaginal ultrasound was uncomfortable before this was worse. After a while of just waiting a male gyno/ob doctor(Dr Atta) came in. He was really nice. He said that I didn't do anything wrong that it just happens sometimes. He said they were going have to give me medicine to induce me, so that I would re-dilate for the placenta to come out. I was given 8 pills to put between my gums and cheeks of the mouth. It was horrible I wasn't allowed anything to drink and I was so parched that I didn't have much saliva to dissolve the pills. After a while I started shaking uncontrollably it was unpleasant to say the least but I didn't get any pain medication yet because it wasn't hurting just uncomfortable. As time passed it got worse and more frequent I was having contractions to go with the shaking. I was bleeding quite a bit that it kept puddling up and they would have to change the bed pad and towels they were using to soak it up. Several large clumps came out but not the placenta. They gave me another 8 pills to put in my mouth that already had sore spots from the first 8. I was still not allowed anything to drink. Along with the shaking and contractions my ankles started having their spasms. That was the point that I broke down and asked for pain medication. The first medication they wanted to give me was one that I had a bad reaction to before so I refused it. Well it took them a while longer before offering to give me something else. They injected it into my iv along with some anti nausea medication. I could feel the relief of the spasms and immediately started feeling really tired. It didn't help that it was like 5 or 6 am now. I dosed for a few minutes but when I awoke the nausea one over and I started dry heaving since I didn't have anything in my system. In my personal opinion dry heaving is worse then vomiting. The good thing to come out of that was during one of my dry heaving fits I felt another something large come out. Thank God this time it was the placenta. The nurse said something about getting to be released when I passed it so I was extra happy, however that wasn't the case. Dr Atta came back to say that he was admitting me because he believed the placenta had an infection that passed to me which is why my heartbeat was so high and I had a low grade fever. Again he reassured me that what happen wasn't my fault, the baby looked perfectly healthy and they were going to send the placenta to be tested to try and find out more. It was good to know that I was carrying a healthy baby and it wasn't a genetic defect but it made it that much harder too. I know that God has a reason for everything including this. I also have faith that He will bless my womb to be fruitful. I will type out the hospital stay another day. It's been a little over a month and have thought of writing this a dozen times. What I am about to write may be to graphic/ upsetting for some to read.
At eleven something at night on August 6th, I woke up to use the bathroom and while going something felt wrong. Without any contractions or warnings signs that I noticed at the time, Malachi came out. I didn't see him put felt him. It wasn't even painful. I freaked out and yelled for Curtis and told him I thought I loss the baby. He immediately woke up, turned on the bathroom light and went to get a flashlight to see, since I was still on the toilet. I did a quick glance for my self and saw the umbilical cord and knew I was right. Curtis then did something that now I wish he didn't have to cause it's horrible he had to see our precious little one in the toilet. I was only 19 1/2 weeks along at this point there was no way he could survive his organs were not developed enough. He needed to stay in there at least 4 1/2 more weeks. I stayed on the toilet thinking the placenta would just come out also but it didn't. After around an hour Curtis called 911 and they sent an ambulance. It wasn't long before they showed up. They took my vitals and then clamped and cut the umbilical cord. I was then taken to the hospital in the ambulance. I have much more to say but instead of one super long post I think I will break it up into smaller ones. Not to mention even though I feel the need to write it out, it's still a very emotional for me. I know God is taking care of my angel & there was a reason for all this, which in a later post I will give some theories. I went to the doctor Friday and she decided to not actually do an exam. She doesn't won't to irritate the cervix and possibly make things worse. She said when I get to 24 weeks an exam will be done because at that point they can intervene if necessary. She did let us hear the heartbeat. It's funny every time they find it he moves. I can't help but think it takes after his daddy.
I am still on strict bed rest and will most likely remain so until little Malachi is born. I will admit I am not enjoying it at all. There is so much I would like to be getting done for example the nursery. Malachi's welfare is more important than any thing materialistic. I am keeping all my trust in God that he will stay in the womb till he can come out a healthy baby. My main craving through out this pregnancy has been pizza. Last night DH was on his way home with the specific pizza I had been craving for like months now and for the second time for sure I felt little Malachi move. It was about the time for DH to get here and all of a sudden I feel all this movement in my belly which didn't feel like gas or anything else. It was like him saying hurry up I want me some pizza. Hahaha
Like I thought my first dr appt was just paperwork but they did schedule me for my actual dr appt and ultrasound to be 4 days later. I got the ultrasound done first. It showed a healthy little boy. Malachi Zeke is the name we picked out for him a long time ago. I then went back to waiting to be seen by the doctor. I finally got in there and everything at first seemed to be fine. When they were doing the pap smear the student doctor noticed something so the other doctor checked it out. What the student find wasn't a problem but during the check the doctor noticed something else. They made me go and get a trans-vaginal ultrasound done to check my cervix. The u/s technician took some pictures but didn't explain anything but quickly left to room to talk to the doctor. That left me all alone for quite a while trying not to freak out. Curtis wasn't able to be with me cause he was out of town working.
After some more time the tech came back and had me move to another room still without saying anything. I waited a lot more for the dr to tell me what was going on. Finally when she saw me she was like did dr so and so not talk to you. I'm like no, which freaked me out that much more that my own dr didn't even want to tell me what was going on. She told me that my cervix was short and that the sac was pushing on it which put me at high risk to go into preterm labor. Because I was only 17 weeks if that happen I would lose the baby. If I didn't have God with me at that time I think I would have completely lost my mind. The dr wanted me to go straight to the hospital next door to be admitted to see if they could do anything. I have never had a good hospital experience so the idea of going by myself was just not feasible for me. Thank God Curtis was already back in town so he drove down to meet me. I sat in the parking garage over an hour waiting on him. We went to labor & delivery like I was told to and they monitored me. I got to hear his heartbeat for the first time which was amazing. The dr there checked me out told me about the cerclage procedure that could be done that may help me from preterm labor but they couldn't do it that night anyways. They admitted me into the hospital for the night and made me sleep with the bed at an extreme angle where my feet were in the air and my head was way down. It was very uncomfortable. The next day the dr came in and said the bed didn't have to be angle as extreme and that they were keeping me for 48 hour observation. I was on bedrest and only allowed to get up to use the bathroom. Curtis stayed with me, the bed next to me was empty so he got to sleep on that. Sunday evening the doctor came back with portable u/s machine to recheck my cervix. There was no change at all, which was good and bad. I was given 3 options; 1st I have the cerclage done which they but a stitch in so the cervix doesn't dilate (mine wasn't) the procedure has several risks though that include them possibly puncturing the sac that would cause me to lose the baby, 2nd option was to stay in the hospital on strict bedrest (not really feasible because the hospital food was tearing up my digestive system and making me more uncomfortable, the final option which is the one we decided was best was at home strict bedrest. They released me that night. Curtis rigged up the bed so that it was on an angle like at the hospital and started to make several other changes to make things easier on me since I was only getting out of bed to use the bathroom. It has been a hard week but it's worth it for little Malachi who needs to stay in the womb at least 7 more weeks. I go to the dr tomorrow to see how things are going. I have been praying for a amazingly positive result. After all I trust God more than anything. If it wasn't for Him I wouldn't even have little Mal growing in me. All the Glory goes to God!!!! I know I haven't posted on here in a few months. I really haven't been spending to much time on the computer cause it hurts to sit in my computer chair for very long.
On Mother's Day I felt led to take a pregnancy test and it was positive. Curtis & I have been trying since April of 2007 and God finally gave us the blessing. The next day I went up to the health clinic for a pregnancy test done so I could apply for Medicaid. The day after that I went to a free clinic and got an ultrasound done. After quite a bit of trying the nurse finally found the little one. I couldn't help but think it's just like it's daddy about liking to hide. It measured 6 weeks 4 days with 122 heartbeat. Making my due date December 31st. After difficulties with getting Medicaid I finally was approved and my first OB appointment is July 18th. I will admit I hate the fact I've had to wait so long and basically not much will be done at the first appointment. I will be 16 weeks by then, which means I should be able to find out the sex. However that won't be the case because the office doesn't care that I'm that far along and won't schedule an appointment the doctor until I see the nurse. I am just grateful I have had the Great Physician on my side this entire time. After all nothing is impossible with God. Doctors only practice where God knows all and can do all. The first trimester wasn't to bad for me. I had a bit of nauseousness but didn't really get sick very much. Hip pain, headaches, and gas were the more annoying symptoms. Those are the reasons I can't stay on the computer very long. I hit the second trimester this past Saturday. It's kind of funny most people have less morning sickness when they get into the second trimester but mine actually seems to have gotten worse. My headaches have been worse lately too. My tummy is poking out more too. Most people that see me probably just think I'm fattier since I was overweight to start with. It's ok though the important people know the truth. |
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