And now the end of my birth story. I considered the events during pregnancy, the actual birth and the two months post delivery to all be a part of my birth story. This last part is a testimony to the grace of God. It is also a heartfelt message to all moms. If something doesn’t feel right, don’t ignore it! Your life could be in the balance.
And then the bottom fell out. I woke up one morning in excruciating pain.The pain was 100x worse than what I felt the last week of my pregnancy. Mom calls the ambulance and here I am snatched away from my 6 week old baby. This time I’m sure it’s a heart attack and now my innocent baby won’t know who I am. They send me home with blood thinners. The storm has returned: 3 clots in the lung. Not massive but they are there and need medication before anything else happens. Also a growth in my thyroid is detected and my gall bladder may have to remove.
Five days later I’m back in the hospital. This time I call the ambulance myself. Now I’m admitted and the storm is really raging. I’m put on a heavier dose of blood thinners , given an scan under sedation, numerous visits to the cat scan machine and restricted from eating or drinking. Days pass, dozens of doctors come and no one has made any decisions. I grow weary. My baby needs me and I need her. I am grateful my mom, my cousin and my best friends are taking care of her but I need to hold her.
My sister an RN starts calling, my uncle is calling the higher ups in the hospital and noise is being made. They need answers and I need to get home!
Finally after 6 days, I’m released.
Blessing 1: The clots are gone. I ran completely gone! Now if you don’t believe prayer works, let me tell you it does!
Blessing 2: I get home and hold my baby but she feels hot. No one else thinks do but I check her temp at its 100.3. Her pediatrician tells me to go to the ER. Yes the day I get out the hospital, I have to rush my baby girl to the ER. She is given test that make make us both cry. The doctor says everything came back normal except she has the flu! OMG. I’m devastated. My mom and baby nephew were both sick so most likely one of them had the flu and my little tiny bundle picked it up. My sister flies in to help out.
Blessing 3: My baby makes it through the flu. Many babies aren’t so lucky so when I say we are blessed we are! The following Friday I go in to have my gall bladder removed. 2 years later, I still have issues from the gall bladder but I am ok.Next up is the biopsy on my thyroid. A needle biopsy with a local anesthesia. Another keep still procedure but God grants me another blessing: the biopsy is normal. Just typing this makes me cry. I head to my bestie’s house who is helping care for us while I recover. I am overjoyed through the pain and vomiting.
I’m alive, my baby is alive, I’m a mom and I don’t have cancer.The clots are gone and my follow ups have been good. The storm is over.
God favored me!