I was 26 weeks pregnant when I started
having really bad pains in my stomach
and back at home. This was my first
pregnancy and I had no idea that I was
having contractions. They got so bad I
was curled over on the floor when my
husband told me it was time to go to the
hospital. I layed on the seat with my
head on his leg in exsteme pain all the
way to the hospital. When we went in,
my docter just happened to be on call
that night so he was there. He came in
the room and checked my cervix, said oh
no and walked out. Right away nurses
started walking in with all this
equiptment and hooking me up to iv's and
moniters. My Dr. said that the
membranes were ruptured and my baby boy
was in danger. I was fully dialated and
my cervix was opened 4 cm. They started
the medicine to stop my contractions
right away along with doses of
antibiotics, and steroids to try and
build his lungs. They were intending on
trying to hoild out for three days. I
was in such shock I just sat there. I
will never forget the pain and how weak
and sick I felt through that night. I
went in at 9:00 pm Nov. 11th, 2001. The
medicine fought to stop my contractions
all night but my son was ready to get
out. At 7:57 am Nov. 12th , 2001, I
had my baby boy Dalton Wayne, 2 lbs
3ozs.
He was so tiny when I saw him but they
took him away quickly. About an hour
later, they let us see him for the
first time. I cried to see him lay
there so still in that warmer with so
many wires and tubes. I didn't even get
to see his face till later that night
when they took his covering from over
his eyes which were not opened yet.
Dalton started to progress so well that
even the docters were astonished. Right
after Thanksgiving he was upgraded to
the incubator and I got to hold him for
the first time. That was such an
awesome time for me and him. He was
doing so awesome and I couldn't wait to
bring him home. Dec. 03rd, 2001, My
Aunt rushed into my house and brought me
to the hospital because Dalton was sick.
My husband was waiting at the nursery
door when I got there and we went in
together. My heart dropped to the floor
when I walked on to see his empty
incubator. I paniced and begged to know
where he was. They walked us over to
the warmer he had layed in just 21 days
ago and now he was back on full
resporater. I couldn't beleive it. How
could this happen is what ran through my
mind. They said he had quite breathing
at 2:00 am and they had to put him back
on resporater. They had given him too
much milk and his intestines perfurated.
13 hours after he got sick they
transported him to Childrens Hospital 2
hours away as me and my husband
followed. Dalton struggled a painful
fight as he
lay there with his life slipping away
over the next two days. Dalton was black
from the waiste down from gain green
setting in by the 5th and his tiny body
was giving in to the infection he could
not with stand. The Docter said he
would lay there and die or I could hold
him as they took the resporater off. I
fell to my knees in disspair and non
belief. How could this be happening God
, I begged for an answer. But God gave
me no answer at that time. Just my
family and an awesome preacher to hold
me up. My twin sister and I sang to him
for an hour as I held my precious baby
boy through tears of pain and agony.
When they took the resporater off I felt
like screaming No, please No. I want
my baby to live. Dalton breathed on his
own for 20 minutes and looked at me as I
held him. Oh I can't describe the pain
I felt that day. I felt something leave
through me as he took his last breaths .
I new he was gone before they told us
and I just held him close to me and
cried. Dalton died in my arms at 7:10
pm Dec. 05th, 2001 on my Mothers
birthday. I never wanted to let go.
There is nothing like planning and going
through your own childs funeral I can
tell you that. God gave me such strengh
through my loved ones. I will never let
go of Dalton nor ever forget a single
detail of my baby boy. Thank you for
letting me share my story. MY GOAL NOW
IS TO AWARE ALL MOTHERS THAT TO NEVER
LET THE DOCTERS AND THE NURSES GET TOO
COMFORTABLE WITH YOUR CHILD NO MATTER
HOW WELL THEY SEEM TO BE DOING. FIND
OUT WHAT THEY SHOULD BE DOING FOR YOUR
CHILD AT WHAT TIMES AND BE SURE THEY ARE
KEEPING CONSTANT WATCH FOR STOMACH
SWELLING WHICH ARE SIGNS OF NEC WHICH IS
WHAT DALTON DIED FROM. YOU CAN NEVER
ASK ENOUGH QUESTONS. GOD BLESS ALL OF
YOU.
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