Dear Stellzy lol ,
I'd like to submit my owh LRD if that's ok:
On the morning of Monday 11th April, my mom arrived for the omugwo. I was already having contractions but they were mild and far apart so we decided to chill. Later that night, every thing changed. Chai na so e dey pain??
My mom told me (deceived me to keep me calm) " Why are you shouting? This is nothing o. The main labor pain has not started so bear till then before you shout" LOL So I thought let me save my energy o. I used all the willpower I could muster, changing positions and making faces. In the morning, she said oya go and shower let's go to the hospital. I obeyed thinking we were going for check up haha!
When we got to the hospital, they took one look at me and wheeled me straight to the delivery room. I was 39 weeks already. They put all their monitor thingys on me and called my gynecologist ,then it started happening o!
I was in labor but the baby wouldn't move. There was a cord tying my baby and his heart rate was slowing with every contraction. Cervix sef won't dilate.Things did not look good.
They told me "Call your husband's office. We must do an emergency C-Section to save you and your baby" We called my husband, I waved to my scared mom and zoom we were in the theatre. This time I had already started to panic with everyone running up and down. They put the anesthetic in my back and my legs went numb then they tried to cut me open. I felt it and I screamed.
"She can feel it! It didn't work! Do we have time for another one? Yes we have a few minutes! Check the baby's heart! It's good? Ok do it! Another needle in my back. Move your legs!"
"What legs? I can't feel my legs. Where are my fucking legs??"
"Good she can't feel it. Let's start"
In like 10 mins, I feel this weird pain and pressure in my chest then I hear a tiny whimper, a little cry. I struggle to look.
"Relax! Look to the right"
I look and I see my baby!! My son!! I hear congratulations from all of them but I can't respond. I can only cry in relief. Thank God for saving my baby.
But then they tell me "We have to do a myomectomy. You have lots of fibroids in your uterus." I say a weak "ok" and they get to it.
Soon they bring me a dish with 5 large fibroids then they tell me "there's more fibroids but they are tiny and we don't have much time before the anesthesia wears off so we'll close you up now"
So they round up (stitches and clean up) and they wheel me out a new mommy :D
Thanks to all who prayed for me when I sent in my IHN
God bless you and answer your prayers too.
My goodness,i just read that link..The Doctors made you believe that you would never have a child right?Congratulations and thank God for seeing you thru..
I went for my normal antenatal check, during the check up, the doctor discovered I had dilated 2cm. Told me that I can't go home that I should call someone to bring my bag. I called my sister and my baby daddy. I was admitted into the labour ward, unfortunately labour stopped progressing.
It was still 2cm after so many hours and there was no pain. So I was moved to the regular ward. I stayed in the hospital for 5days. Nothing was happening. Told them to release me to go back home, they refused. I watched women come in, give birth to their babies and left while I was still there. It was heartbreaking. One nurse in the hospital joked that I was just occupying the bed and I was furious with her.
Then one lady who just gave birth beside me felt for me and said I should try climbing the stairs to and fro for sometime. I sneaked out of my ward and did as I was told and slept. I woke up to discover my water had broken. I was so happy, never knew that was the beginning of my woes. I was again moved to the labour room and then the contractions started. I went through hell. I laboured throughout Sunday with no show.
Begged them for C-section but they refused. I cried, screamed, shouted at everybody because they were telling me to calm down. How on earth can they tell me to calm down with what I was going through? I removed all my clothes and started walking around naked with my very large tummy. Nobody slept in that ward because I was screaming. The contractions were terrible. Then I felt like pooing. The stupid nurse that valued her sleep more than i told me in her sleepy state to go and poo.
If not for God, I would have delivered my baby in the toilet. I went to the toilet tried pushing and then I remembered it may be my baby. I went back in to the room and woke the nurse up because I had started seeing some discharge with blood, I laid down on the bed, she checked and said she can see my baby's head, she told me to push nothing happened and before I knew it, she cut me. Told me to push again and my baby just popped out and all the pains just went away. It was as if cold water was poured on me.
Then I was stitched up. I was discharged after a day. Few days later I discovered that the stitch had loosen. I had to go for another procedure. The doctor said the place was already healing and that the only way is to freshen up the wound that means cutting off some flesh and then stitching it again. Words can't explain the pains I went through.
I went to hell and back. Even though the area was deadened, I felt every needle prick. I cried seriously. I couldn't sit down well for 3weeks. My cute son will be 4 in November. God has really been faithful