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PiratesCut
Bless you that sounds terrifying! i. Sorry that happened to you.
In September 2018 I developed severe pre eclampsia whilst 7 months pregnant with my daughter. It was unusually aggressive and they started pumping me
full of medications and sent me for an emergency hydralazine shot to force my blood vessels to dilate. 20 minutes later I am rushed down to theatre
for an emergency c section. Spinal worked fine to start with but they took ages getting my daughter out as I was so swollen ( 16) kilos gained in 2.5
weeks.
She was delivered safely thank god and I had a few pictures taken with her them they whisked her up to neonatal. Minutes after this I developed a
bleed and they told me they were stopping it but I started to develop pain in my upper abdomen.
The pain rapidly became unbearable and I started to get this bizarre sensation of warm liquid splashing on my thighs which in true melodramatic
fashion I believed was the blood coming out and hitting my legs.i remember thinking Jeez I am really bleeding
I heard this awful low groaning sound which I didn't realise initially was coming from myself. Then the warm splattery feeling went down to my knees
that was when I realised I shouldn't be able to feel my legs at all and I tried moving the left one. At this point the pain was unbearable, I can only
liken it to a 30 stone person stood on my insides with red hot shoes, It was literally taking the breath from me.
Then I hear the surgeon and another Dr start arguing about how many swabs they had gotten out. He counted them and kept coming up to 14 she was
angrily telling him no I got out 15 count again. The realisation that not only my spinal was wearing off but now they had lost a swab the size of a
tea towel inside me me sent me into black out panic and my hands went under the curtain that was blocking our view and I started randomly slapping at
hands and trying to put my stomach back together myself.
In the end the anesthetist and my partner had to restrain me whilst they started pulling around my insides trying to find it. Thank god the
anesthetist realised what was happening and on the sly slipped me a general anesthetic to knock me out. My last words to him were am I dying which
bless him he kindly told me no we won't let you die but this so enough now.
I wasn't even out properly before they tried intubating me and I remember the feeling of them having trouble forcing the tube down. They had to
actually scan me to find this enormous swab unbelievably which I still can't wrap my head around luckily they found it.
I luckily got an apology from a few of the consultants but the whole debacle made the rounds in the maternity department with several of the nurses
trying to advise me to put in a complaint.
7 months of trauma therapy followed as I had the most horrific PTSD relapse. Sadly me and my daughter were parted for 3 days following that in
different hospitals.
Kicker is I am pregnant and due in 2 weeks and under the same consultant. Safe to say I am bricking it and hoping to have a natural birth.
MC
edit on 22-9-2021 by Mysterychic88 because: (no reason given)