33weeks. My husband got clearance for one last business trip so he got on a plane. I was mid trial. I got a call from my doctors office -get a ride to the hospital or we are sending an ambulance there is a problem with your labs. HELLP with none of the outward symptoms. My liver wasn’t functioning. My kidneys weren’t functioning. I couldn’t clot blood. No platelets. Blood pressure totally fine. Looked fine on the outside. Very much dying on the inside. Emergency induction. C section would cause me to bleed out. Epidural too risky. No drugs. My husband out of touch over the pacific. Pitosin. His best friend from childhood. My work colleague. A nurse trained in birth hypnosis. A midwife who lied and said I could have meds if I just did a few test pushes. 4.7lbs. Eventually. Eventually. He cried. I got to touch him and then nicu. I got sicker. The preeclampsia finally came. So much magnesium I woke up unable to breathe. My husband arrived? A blood transfusion and a challenge: you can see him when you can walk around the nurses station without passing out. Determination. And with both of us hooked up to machines a very overdue meeting. Of course we are fine now. Practically inseparable all he he knows was that it was a dark and stormy night. I am extremely proud of us, grateful for good maternal medical care, and so so deeply traumatized.
You can see him when you can walk around the nurses station without passing out
Updated: Sep 23, 2022
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