By Sheri Nash, Lily, Ky USAAfter trying to concieve for 3 years, including one m/c @ 6 weeks and months of fertility drugs, we finally got pg in April 2001. It seemed everything was going well. I had an ultrasound at 12 weeks and saw the baby moving around. I was so excited that my dream was coming true at last!
PROM at 16 weeksDelivery at 18 weeks + 4 days.
Story added: 2001-08-23
At 16 weeks while I was laying on the couch watching TV I felt a pop then a warm gush. My first thought was "Oh GOD please don't let that be blood". It was clear fluid and a lot of it. We went straight to the hospital and I was admitted. The tests they did were inconclusive to wether it was indeed amniotic fluid or not. After the ultrasound it was clear. The baby had almost no fluid around it. The next day we had another ultrasound. Bad news. The fluid was still dangerously low. The doctor came in and told us about the risk of infection and advised us to have labor induced. I had just seen my baby on that u/s screen. I just heard his heart beating. There was NO WAY that I would induce. I felt like that would have been an abortion. I was willing to risk infection, hoping that the membranes would reseal and all would be fine. I kept thinking, I have to make it til at least 24 weeks. Honestly at the time I was thinking if I got an infection I didn't care. I didn't want to live with out my son.The third day they did another u/s. The fluid was starting to replenish itself. They sent me home on antibiotics & strict bed rest ( only to get up to go to the bathroom & for 2 showers a week) . Freddie, my husband, took excellent care of me during that time.
At 18 weeks and 3 days my temperature shot up and I began having contractions. At the hospital I was informed that I had an infection and I was 3 cm dialated. The baby would be born soon. My heart was broken. Ryan Wayne was born at 5:29 am the next day (July28, 2001). We both held him and had pics taken. I was holding him when he died, and for a good hour afterwards. He was so perfect. Just very tiny. Oh how I wish I could have some answers as why this happened. All I get from the doctors is "we just don't know". That isn't enough for me. I don't know how I will ever get over this. I can't imagine trying again. The thought of going through this again is so frightening.
I had to stay in the hospital for an additional 2 days while they ran IV antibiotics thru me to fight the infection I had. We buried Ryan 2 days after I was home from the hospital.We will miss him forever.
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