Labour Room Drama 217

Dear Lord!!!

Hello Stella,

It might be lengthy, please bear with me.


I got a positive on my PT the very first month we (hubby and I) decided we were ready to start trying for a baby.
It was mixed feelings because even though we wanted one (we'd been married for a year), we didn't think we were quite ready financially. Anyway, we were grateful to God for the miracle of an effortless conception.


Couple of weeks later, we went for a scan and the result showed we were pregnant with multiples. Again, mixed feelings as to how to cater to not one but two babies at the same time. We only thought about this for a minute as we immediately realized that God must love us so much to bless us with such an amazing gift. We started preparing for their arrival and we were so excited. We would pray for them everyday and my hubby will kiss my tummy any opportunity he had. Oh how excited and proud he was!


Meanwhile the morning sickness? TERRIBLE! 

Couldn't really keep anything down, appetite zero. Terrible mood swings. The doctor said that it was expected as per multiples that I just had to manage it through. It sort of affected my husband too, he was falling ill too often for one who rarely does.


Well, we had to move to a new town. Things were going on smooth up until last month. On Saturday, went on a date/shopping and all was well. Got home and prepared for church the next day. By morning I started feeling funny, little cramps and a bit more discharge than normal. I thought I had picked up an infection since I used a public toilet to ease myself the day before. I decided I'll go to the hospital by Monday to get checked. Well, managed to attend service, got back but the cramps won't go away. In fact, it started becoming more painful and more frequent. I later got to know those were contractions. At about 8pm I called my gynae who wasn't in the same town as me and explained how I was feeling and he said "get yourself to the hospital now, that is threatened miscarriage". what? 

He called my husband and gave some instructions as per what drugs should be administered to me as soon as we got to the hospital.


I was 21 weeks and 3days.


Got to the hospital I registered in, a government hospital (I'm new in the town and this hospital was highly recommended). They diagnosed the same issue and agreed with the drug my gynae recommended but suggested I do a scan first. Alas! They didn't have a sonographer on call that night and they also didn't have the drug which by the way is less than N500 in their pharmacy.


My hubby ran around like a mad person looking for that drug, but since it was quite late, all the pharmacies in that area were closed and again he didn't know the town well too.


By morning I had started bleeding and was in terrible pain (I was given PCM injection but it didn't scratch the surface). I don't even want to go into the details of the conduct of the nurses in that hospital. Very incompetent and lackadaisical bunch except for one who couldn't do much but pray for me...lol.


Well by morning, my husband found the drug and rushed with it back to the hospital. They administered it and we were asked to go for the scan at a lab somewhere else. We did and to our relief our babies (2 boys by the way) were fine. We were so happy that they were but when we got back to the hospital, a particular consultant on seeing the scan result called my husband aside and told him "your babies won't make it, they are coming out now, we need to refer you to a better equipped hospital". This was Day 2 of being in excruciating pain.


We were referred, got to the ER and we were rushed in. Everyone started attending to me without waiting for registration (still a government hospital). I was shocked beyond words at their service. I started wondering why on earth we wasted so much time at the previous hospital. After taking my blood samples and checking me, they realized I was already 6cm dilated and infected as a result of leaking amniotic fluid for two days. I was wheeled to the delivery room. 

The doctor came and told me they would have to induce labour so I can get treated immediately, that if we delay, it might be another story. We had to make a decision fast. ''How about my babies I cried? 

They said there was little or nothing that could be done for them. They were too small (gestational age and size) Oh how my heart broke. I could still feel them kick. I knew the position each of them were by their movements. I prayed, cried, begged God, begged the doctors, confessed all my sins, made all sorts of promises to God. Quoted every scripture.

Nothing changed!


I agreed to be induced, extremely painful and horrible experience, cried and shouted all through the night. My husband didn't sleep a wink. He had to donate blood just in case I needed it. He didn't eat all day. The nurses didn't leave my side, they were so professional.

By 7.05 the next day, baby 1 came out, he was still alive but his breathing was weak and he was so small. Died some minutes after. The second one refused to come out, the nurses tried stimulating him. He came out 25 minutes after his brother. Already dead! 

30 minutes later I birthed the placenta. They both shared one. They were packed and given to my husband to bury. A traumatic experience.


I was pumped with heavy antibiotics before and after and immediately started feeling better but so messed up in my mind. Was angry with everything but God bless my husband for tolerating all my excesses because he too lost his children. 

I felt empty, felt ashamed (why, I don't know), didn't know what I'd tell people if they asked. Hubby held my hands all through it, assured me of his love, told me to put the blame on him and never myself as I didn't do anything wrong. I Opened your blog the next day and viola, a post on SLEEPING ANGELS. I read up on other people's experiences and my healing started from there.


We were discharged some days later after the treatment of the infection. I cried when I was about entering the car as I was leaving empty handed.


Well, it's been over a month now and it's so hard moving on but baby steps. Yes, I have seen my new gynaecologist and she's told me the possible causes and what we would do differently next time. I've also seen a psychologist to deal with my emotions.::

*This LRD completely messed up my emotions,was crying and reading wishing i dont read this conclusion.....IT IS WELL and i pray you receive double measure,pressed down and shaken together for your loss...

Really sad!