My Hospital Experience

I was thinking long and hard before deciding to tell you my story about my hospital experience after my beautiful girls were born. This story isn’t so much about the fact that it happened to me but more about the fact that it can happen and to bring awareness about certain problems that may occur after you have had your babies and after your have had a c – section.

My pregnancy was a breeze despite the heavy nausea that I had, I even worked until my 33rd week of pregnancy, my girls were born at 36 weeks. All went well, my girls weighed 2.7 and 2.4 respectively and they were absolutely cute, still are so adorable. I was in hospital for the week after my c-section but by the third day, I started getting short of breathe and was put on oxygen every hour or so (let me just say quickly that I have a heart condition since I was 12 years old and have lived a fairly healthy life), mostly because I had been using the morphine pump that wasn’t agreeing with me (i think).  The fourth day, the doctor discovered I had lost a lot of blood when I went into surgery and had to have a blood transfusion that day. At the same time, the doctor discovered my girls had yellow jaunders. Luckily they were in an incubator with lights for the whole day.

By the fifth day, the doctor gave me the all clear and off we went.

Almost immediately when I got home I wasn’t feeling well, I was extremely short of breathe, I was hot and felt exhausted, which was weird considering I just got home and had been laying in the hospital bed for a week. I guess  things just went downhill from there because right through the evening I couldn’t breathe properly and literally had been standing outside trying to breathe. By 6 am the next morning, I called my mom to come around to look after the girls so that my husband could take me to hospital. I was admitted immediately. Had a series of tests done and had to stay put, it was probably the only day I expressed milk for my girls, and they couldn’t even drink it for fear that i may have had an infection that could possibly have contaminated the milk and in the process the doctor decided to dry up my milk. At that point i had probably breast fed my kids for less than a week. The evening came, my husband and brother in law came to visit, we sat and joked around and then they left for the evening.

At 11pm that night I got very sick, I was sitting in the passage outside my room, somehow i felt better sitting upright instead of lying uncomfortably in the hospital bed. I remember looking outside wondering how my girls were doing and the next thing I remember I was shouting for the nurse on call to help me, I was rushed to ICU and was put on a ventilator because I was having respiratory problems and I couldn’t by this stage breathe on my own. This lasted for about three days while being in and out of consciousness. After that I was on oxygen for another two days or so, I was in ICU for about a total of eight days, then another few weeks in the general ward.

Now, you must be wondering what was wrong with me:

Due to the c-section I had developed a lung infection which the doctor initially thought was TB, I had water on my lungs and high blood pressure and my heart grew weaker because it had to work harder with all these things happening to me. I was told that a person with a heart works about 80% and its considered healthy, my heart was working 60% normally but when I was sick, it had worked about 40%. That is half of the amount it’s supposed to be working.

With lots of prayers from family and friends slowly but surely I started feeling better, and was even allowed to go home on weekends as I was very sad that I wasn’t taking care of and nurturing my babies for the first three weeks of their lives, that thought was just so unbearable even though my husband and both my moms were available to look after them, my sisters also helped a lot which i am so grateful for. The real star was my husband though, he would come visit me mornings, lunch time and in the evenings. In-between he would take care of the girls and then at night he would help with night shift.

I would say though that the nurses and doctors were awesome, they worked very quick with me in my critically stage of illness, had they not been, I doubt I would’ve been around to see my angels grow up. This whole experience brought my husband and I closer. It was a real eye opener. I was advised not to have children again because I may not survive the next pregnancy or birth, although I have to say I am happy and content and I take it this way, The Almighty gave me two beautiful blessings because who knows whether another blessing will come our way…. One can only hope though.

My advice is that if you have any long standing illnesses, ensure that you have yourself checked out thoroughly and maybe decide to have your operation or birth done at the hospital where you doctor is stationed that is aware of your history. Make sure that your illness is a factor and that your doctor is available in case anything bad happens during the birthing process and after. Make sure that you have the best possible doctors at your side.

 

A few pictures I thought of sharing…

On the ventalator

Still on oxygen

Slowing getting better

Thanks for reading…

 

 

10 Comments
  1. Bidi…. This was probably one of the most saddest and scaredest days ever… When Charl walked in first, he told me ‘Babes pls brace yourself, keep calm, your friend needs you to. He took me by the hand and when I walked and saw you in that ICU ward with all those pipes….. I turned arnd and my eyes were balling with water… It took me a few min to compose myself while he went in to speak to you….

    You were so high on your meds, you were dancing eventually LOL! Dont no if you remember…

    And look at you now 🙂

    Love you soooooo much

  2. Your hospital post has got me all teary-eyed this morning. I had no idea that all of that had gone on. Algamdullilah I am extremely happy and grateful unto the Almighty that you are here todaY to relate your experience to us and more importantly to see your beautiful little babies grow.

    All I want to do right now is to give you a great big bear hug! I am so proud of you.

    I love you my sista!

    • Shukran my sister, i know not alot of people the actual extend of what happened, your message got me teary eyed too 🙂 Algamdullilah im very grateful. Love you x

  3. Wow you moved me, but you are a very brave and strong woman. Your family is gorgeous and you have a second chance. Cherish all the moments you have together and mostly look after yourself. Always thinking of you NABEEDAH

  4. Gosh what an awful experience. I am so sorry you had to go through that but I am glad that it brought you and your hubby closer.

    • Yes, and luckily with my second pregnancy, the whole birthing process went 100% better. Thanks hun.

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