By Stefine, Erie Pa USAAfter two losses early in my pregnancy I felt blessed to be pregnant agian.
PROM at 32 weeks + 4 days. Delivery at 33 weeks.
Story added: 2006-10-27
This story begins on a darker note. It all started at 30 weeks after haveing 2 previous clear pap-smears and never any bacterial problems in my life, I found out I had bacteria vaginosis. My doc told me I would be fine and so would the baby, she gave me metrogel and told me eveything would clear up. Well unfortunately I ended up getting rid of the BV and getting a yeast infection......
Well, Saturday morning I awake and got something to eat. I was walking when all the sudden I had a small gush of fluid come out. It was like my old discharge, but more watery and clear. I thought nothing of it, even though I had a whole bunch of gushing that day. I finally told my husband and he requested I go to the hospital. I thought it was nothing and not wanting to seem like a ninny I just went to work instead. Things just got worst, by the time I was about to leave work, my pants were wet and I filled 2 pads. I was worried to peices. I remember driving home and feeling him move inside me thinking , "Gosh it hurts when he moves!" I knew something was wrong. I said nothing to my husband and started to get ready to go to the hospital, finally he asked where I was going and I told him the hospital. He got angry because I was gonna leave with out him. I just felt stupid.... Well when we got there I started to contract and feel really bad, I went up to the nurse and said "I think I am going to have my baby!" She wasted no time bringing me up to the room and getting me checked in. They hooked me up to a fetal doppler
and a contraction machine. I was having strong contractions every five minutes. They gave me an ultrasound and saw that I had no amnotic fluid left. I got to see my guy moving in there and I felt better. Well they put me on absolute bed rest untill my baby was born, I wasnt even to leave the hospital untill he was born. They stopped my contractions and gave me lots of antibiotics. I was woke up every hour , on the hour so they could take blood, do my blood pressure, find my babys heartbeat and take my temp. I couldnt lay on my sides because the fetal doppler would lose his pulse and the nurse would come in and find it, waking me up... Needless to say I was sooo tired in cramped up for the next 3 days.
Tuesday morning I woke up miserable, I didnt want to eat or sleep and could not get comfortable, my whole body was burning up. They took my temp and it spiked to 101.5 and my blood pressure was low 126 over 45 , my babys heartbeat increased also. So my doc ordered a ultrasound, it wasnt that great, my baby would not move at all and that very unusual for him. To come to think of it he stopped moving all together. A blood test confirmed the worst, I was starting to become infected, my white blood cells were up to 20. My doc came in and told me I would need to get the baby out in order to make sure he didnt get infected, I would have to do it very soon. He said I needed a c-section becuase I wasnt effaced or dialated even after all my contractions. So I called my husband home from college. I was SOOO scared, they led me back around 5:30 gave me an epidoral (wasnt as bad as I thought) my husband came, and at 5:52 pm , he watched his son come in to the world. The little guy came in to the world screaming!(they told me he wounldnt cry) He weighted 5 pounds 2 ounces and was 16 1/2 inches long at 33 weeks!
He is doing fine now, 8 months old and is 21 pounds and 30 inches long!
He is expectiong a brother or sister in the spring of next year god willing! Thanks for reading my story!!!