[ARCHIVED THREAD] - What a week... (Page 1 of 2)
Posted: 8/30/2014 10:20:26 PM EDT
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Monday I took my wife to see her lady doctor for her 41 week pregnancy appointment. My wife is of smaller stature, only 5' 1" and not much over 100 pounds. At that point she had only gained 13 pounds during pregnancy, but she was a perfect example of an "all baby" pregnant woman. She had a baby bump like a torpedo sticking out her front, but no weight gain elsewhere.
Her doc had previously stated that she wanted my wife to go into labor naturally, but if she hit the 41 week mark she would have to schedule her to be induced. The appointment went well and the doc wanted to schedule my wife to be induced the following day at 6 pm. Something changed her mind at the end of the appointment and she gave us the option to go to the hospital and she would start the inducing procedure tonight. We accepted the offer. Shortly thereafter we were all set up in labor and delivery and the doctor started my wife on a IV drip of Pitocin to induce labor. As my wife progressed farther into labor the doctor manually broke her water and increased the dosage of Pitocin to expedite the labor process. The doc stated that she was giving my wife about half of what is considered the maximum dosage of Pitocin. The doc was monitoring my wife and babies vitals from a nurses station outside our room. Suddenly she came rushing in with a nurse. She turned off the pitocin IV drip and ordered the nurse to get the on call anesthesiologist and pediatrician on site now. She explained to us that the babies heart rate had taken a sudden drop during the last contraction. Either the baby was not tolerating the Pitocin or was not reacting well to the increasing contractions. The babies vitals stabilized and my wife's contractions became weaker and less frequent. The doc explained that she will try to induce again, this time with half of the previous Pitocin dosage. If another drop in heart rate occurred she would be ordering an immediate c-section. Doc restarted the Pitocin IV drip and returned to her monitoring station outside the room. I sat by wife's bedside glaring at the monitors. I watched as everything seemed to be going well, when another contraction started and the babies heart rate plummeted. I turned to look towards the door and the doctor was already rushing in with nurses in tow. She was agitated questioning the nurse. Where is my anesthesiologist? Where is the pediatrician? Where is my first assist? She said to me "I'm sorry we need to hurry, can you please wait outside and I'll send a nurse to get you?" I stepped out into the waiting room and updated our family members on the situation. A short time later a nurse brought me in, got me dressed in scrubs and a face mask, and brought me to the operating room. When I first walked in the anesthesiologist (the hospital had sent an anesthesiologist up, it wasn't the one the doctor wanted) yelled "We're not ready for him yet!" The confused nurse brought me back out of the room. A couple minutes later the nurse brought me back in and positioned me by my wife's head. A very large barrier prevented either my wife or I from seeing what was going on below her neck. I was rubbing my wife's head trying to calm her when she yelled "OWW OWW I CAN FEEL THAT!" The anesthesiologist standing next to me said the epidural probably moved during transport between rooms, he would increase the anesthesia but if it doesn't work he would need to put her to sleep. "2 minutes, absolutely no longer," the doctor said. 2 minutes later again my wife yelled "OWW I CAN STILL FEEL THAT!" The anesthesiologist quickly replied with "I'm sorry I have to put you to sleep. Husband I'm sorry I need you to step out right now." As I was leaving the room I heard the doctor "We have no time!" I stood motionless outside the operating room door. I began to pace more and more back and forth. I paced over to the surgical hand wash station outside to room and realized there was a window, and the blinds were open. I looked in and saw the doctor pulling my wife's abdomen open in forceful fashion. The sight freaked the crap out of me and I returned to my previous spot outside the door. I dared not move again. About 10 minutes later the anesthesiologist came out and told me that the baby was out and they were working to stabilize both my wife and child. They would need me to either wait back in our original delivery room or out in the waiting room with our family. I wanted to be alone so I paced a thousand times around the perimeter of our delivery room waiting for news. About an hour later a nurse came in "Would you like to meet your daughter?" She brought me to their small nursery and as I walked through the door I saw small arms and legs flailing around. It was kind of a surreal moment looking at her for the first time. The nurse let me cut off the remainder of the umbilical cord and explained to me that the baby was lethargic from the general anesthesia used on my wife. It was 15 minutes after birth before she took her first breath on her own. An hour later she still hadn't cried. I stood there with the nurses trying to get her to cry. It took time, but finally she began to flex her lungs and let out loud short howls in rapid succession. My wife was in another room. It was a while longer before she was stable enough for me to go see her. Two nurses were monitoring her recovery. Apparently once they removed my daughter from the womb it took every staff member on hand to stabilize her. The doc said she had to literally push my wife aside with a breathing tube keeping her alive while they worked on the baby. Once the baby was stable they returned to work on my wife. It was a hell of a day, but in the end wife and daughter were both ok. The next day the pediatrician transferred our baby to the NICU at another hospital. He had concerns that she may have an infection that the current hospital was unequipped to handle. The news crushed my wife. Neither one of us could stand the idea of our child being alone at the other hospital. I called my wife's best friend to come stay with her while I went to stay at the other hospital. I spent the rest of the week bouncing between the 2 hospitals. Making a daily trip to visit my wife, then returning to my daughters hospital to just hold her every moment I could. Now finally my wife and daughter are both home. My wife feels like a train hit her, but she is ok. Wow has my world changed. My Baby Girl Born (cut and pulled from her mothers womb) on 8-25-14 at 10:20 pm. 7 pounds 5 ounces |
I'm glad to hear you all are doing well.
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My advice, hire an editor. I am so sorry for forcing you to read my poorly edited wall of text. I haven't slept much this week and obviously my editing skills have suffered. For future reference at any point in time you could have stopped reading. My advice, take your advice and shove it... |
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Quoted: I am so sorry for forcing you to read my poorly edited wall of text. I haven't slept much this week and obviously my editing skills have suffered. For future reference at any point in time you could have stopped reading. My advice, take your advice and shove it... Quoted: Quoted: My advice, hire an editor. I am so sorry for forcing you to read my poorly edited wall of text. I haven't slept much this week and obviously my editing skills have suffered. For future reference at any point in time you could have stopped reading. My advice, take your advice and shove it... Let me alleviate your guilt, you didn't force me to read anything. I stopped voluntarily when I realized the volume. Judging by the other posts, congrats are in order. So congrats man! For whatever it is you did...
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Let me alleviate your guilt, you didn't force me to read anything. I stopped voluntarily when I realized the volume. Judging by the other posts, congrats are in order. So congrats man! For whatever it is you did... Quoted:
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My advice, hire an editor. I am so sorry for forcing you to read my poorly edited wall of text. I haven't slept much this week and obviously my editing skills have suffered. For future reference at any point in time you could have stopped reading. My advice, take your advice and shove it... Let me alleviate your guilt, you didn't force me to read anything. I stopped voluntarily when I realized the volume. Judging by the other posts, congrats are in order. So congrats man! For whatever it is you did... So you shit on threads without reading them? Gotcha Stay classy... |
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My advice, hire an editor. I am so sorry for forcing you to read my poorly edited wall of text. I haven't slept much this week and obviously my editing skills have suffered. For future reference at any point in time you could have stopped reading. My advice, take your advice and shove it... Let me alleviate your guilt, you didn't force me to read anything. I stopped voluntarily when I realized the volume. Judging by the other posts, congrats are in order. So congrats man! For whatever it is you did... So you shit on threads without reading them? Gotcha Stay classy... Actually my apologies again. I had forgotten how many thread shitters there are in GD. You were just the first one to post and it hit a nerve. My fault I didn't have my GD thick skin on. |
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Quoted: So you shit on threads without reading them? Gotcha Stay classy... Quoted: Quoted: Quoted: Quoted: My advice, hire an editor. I am so sorry for forcing you to read my poorly edited wall of text. I haven't slept much this week and obviously my editing skills have suffered. For future reference at any point in time you could have stopped reading. My advice, take your advice and shove it... Let me alleviate your guilt, you didn't force me to read anything. I stopped voluntarily when I realized the volume. Judging by the other posts, congrats are in order. So congrats man! For whatever it is you did... So you shit on threads without reading them? Gotcha Stay classy... Chill out. I merely suggested you embrace brevity, for GD's sake. I haven't shit in your thread, haven't disparaged your content. A short summary at the end is usually pretty helpful for those of us who aren't seeking out a philosophical reflection to last 'til sunrise. But do your thing man.
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Congratulations to you and your wife & family.
My Wife is also 5'1", 99 lbs and only gained 17 lbs during her pregnancy. My Daughter's birth was similiar to your experience, my Daughters heart rate was dropping and they did a c-section within a few hours. My Daughter is now almost 6 years old, perfectly fine & healthy .Your Daughter will also grow strong and healthy, again congratulations to you all. DanG |
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Almost exactly how our first played out. The worst part is waiting for your wife to come back from post op. Congrats! Yes definitely. They brought me in the see my daughter but said absolutely nothing about my wife. I was afraid to ask how she was. The next day the Doc talked to us and said that was the most stressful emergency c-section she had ever done. She nearly lost both the mother and baby but managed to save both. |
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I am so sorry for forcing you to read my poorly edited wall of text. I haven't slept much this week and obviously my editing skills have suffered. For future reference at any point in time you could have stopped reading. My advice, take your advice and shove it... Quoted:
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My advice, hire an editor. I am so sorry for forcing you to read my poorly edited wall of text. I haven't slept much this week and obviously my editing skills have suffered. For future reference at any point in time you could have stopped reading. My advice, take your advice and shove it... 
and Congrats OP. Glad everyone is ok. |
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Yes definitely. They brought me in the see my daughter but said absolutely nothing about my wife. I was afraid to ask how she was. The next day the Doc talked to us and said that was the most stressful emergency c-section she had ever done. She nearly lost both the mother and baby but managed to save both. Quoted:
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Almost exactly how our first played out. The worst part is waiting for your wife to come back from post op. Congrats! Yes definitely. They brought me in the see my daughter but said absolutely nothing about my wife. I was afraid to ask how she was. The next day the Doc talked to us and said that was the most stressful emergency c-section she had ever done. She nearly lost both the mother and baby but managed to save both. So glad everything worked out! Take good care of both of them. |
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Chill out. I merely suggested you embrace brevity, for GD's sake. I haven't shit in your thread, haven't disparaged your content. A short summary at the end is usually pretty helpful for those of us who aren't seeking out a philosophical reflection to last 'til sunrise. But do your thing man. Quoted:
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My advice, hire an editor. I am so sorry for forcing you to read my poorly edited wall of text. I haven't slept much this week and obviously my editing skills have suffered. For future reference at any point in time you could have stopped reading. My advice, take your advice and shove it... Let me alleviate your guilt, you didn't force me to read anything. I stopped voluntarily when I realized the volume. Judging by the other posts, congrats are in order. So congrats man! For whatever it is you did... So you shit on threads without reading them? Gotcha Stay classy... Chill out. I merely suggested you embrace brevity, for GD's sake. I haven't shit in your thread, haven't disparaged your content. A short summary at the end is usually pretty helpful for those of us who aren't seeking out a philosophical reflection to last 'til sunrise. But do your thing man. There was no philosophical reflection, it was a fucking story. The 41 week pregnant wife part in the very first sentence should have been a tip off that this wasn't a proper thread to be an asshole in. |
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Wow I cannot imagine what you were feeling during that time of not knowing how it was going to end. Just during our normal child births it had me on edge. God bless you and your family! Pics?!? Of little girl! I'll cut you slack on the wife pics
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Holy shit that was a spellbinding story! Glad everyone made it out OK and congratulations! Fuck all the TL;DR fuckheads. Go back to jacking off in the basement. This also. Maybe if their brains computed a little faster. I read it all in a few min and didn't have to reread any words. I guess when youre that slow you have to sound out the words to figure them out it could throw you off a little... I mean you mentioned it was too long to read, but if you practice you will get better at it. |
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This also. Maybe if their brains computed a little faster. I read it all in a few min and didn't have to reread any words. I guess when youre that slow you have to sound out the words to figure them out it could throw you off a little... I mean you mentioned it was too long to read, but if you practice you will get better at it. Quoted:
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Holy shit that was a spellbinding story! Glad everyone made it out OK and congratulations! Fuck all the TL;DR fuckheads. Go back to jacking off in the basement. This also. Maybe if their brains computed a little faster. I read it all in a few min and didn't have to reread any words. I guess when youre that slow you have to sound out the words to figure them out it could throw you off a little... I mean you mentioned it was too long to read, but if you practice you will get better at it. Maybe we can arrange the Sesame Street people to make sing-a-longs out of posts that are to long so our slower members can feel like part of the team. |
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Congrats!
Best wishes to you and your family. Feel free to keep us updated . Modern medicine can do wonderful things but the actual process can be pretty ugly Why do folks come to this board , click on every possible post and then have a freak out if the post is more than 20 words long ? Slow readers? Short attention span ? My computer works just like a TV , if I find myself looking at something I don't like I don't waste time bitching , I just turn to something else or turn it off |
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Quoted: 14k posts in 2 years. And this is what you contribute. Fucking pathetic. Quoted: Quoted: FPNI 14k posts in 2 years. And this is what you contribute. Fucking pathetic.  Congrats to the OP. Glad your wife and daughter are both doing well.
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Monday I took my wife to see her lady doctor for her 41 week pregnancy appointment. My wife is of smaller stature, only 5' 1" and not much over 100 pounds. At that point she had only gained 13 pounds during pregnancy, but she was a perfect example of an "all baby" pregnant woman. She had a baby bump like a torpedo sticking out her front, but no weight gain elsewhere. Her doc had previously stated that she wanted my wife to go into labor naturally, but if she hit the 41 week mark she would have to schedule her to be induced. The appointment went well and the doc wanted to schedule my wife to be induced the following day at 6 pm. Something changed her mind at the end of the appointment and she gave us the option to go to the hospital and she would start the inducing procedure tonight. We accepted the offer. Shortly thereafter we were all set up in labor and delivery and the doctor started my wife on a IV drip of Pitocin to induce labor. As my wife progressed farther into labor the doctor manually broke her water and increased the dosage of Pitocin to expedite the labor process. The doc stated that she was giving my wife about half of what is considered the maximum dosage of Pitocin. The doc was monitoring my wife and babies vitals from a nurses station outside our room. Suddenly she came rushing in with a nurse. She turned off the pitocin IV drip and ordered the nurse to get the on call anesthesiologist and pediatrician on site now. She explained to us that the babies heart rate had taken a sudden drop during the last contraction. Either the baby was not tolerating the Pitocin or was not reacting well to the increasing contractions. The babies vitals stabilized and my wife's contractions became weaker and less frequent. The doc explained that she will try to induce again, this time with half of the previous Pitocin dosage. If another drop in heart rate occurred she would be ordering an immediate c-section. Doc restarted the Pitocin IV drip and returned to her monitoring station outside the room. I sat by wife's bedside glaring at the monitors. I watched as everything seemed to be going well, when another contraction started and the babies heart rate plummeted. I turned to look towards the door and the doctor was already rushing in with nurses in tow. She was agitated questioning the nurse. Where is my anesthesiologist? Where is the pediatrician? Where is my first assist? She said to me "I'm sorry we need to hurry, can you please wait outside and I'll send a nurse to get you?" I stepped out into the waiting room and updated our family members on the situation. A short time later a nurse brought me in, got me dressed in scrubs and a face mask, and brought me to the operating room. When I first walked in the anesthesiologist (the hospital had sent an anesthesiologist up, it wasn't the one the doctor wanted) yelled "We're not ready for him yet!" The confused nurse brought me back out of the room. A couple minutes later the nurse brought me back in and positioned me by my wife's head. A very large barrier prevented either my wife or I from seeing what was going on below her neck. I was rubbing my wife's head trying to calm her when she yelled "OWW OWW I CAN FEEL THAT!" The anesthesiologist standing next to me said the epidural probably moved during transport between rooms, he would increase the anesthesia but if it doesn't work he would need to put her to sleep. "2 minutes, absolutely no longer," the doctor said. 2 minutes later again my wife yelled "OWW I CAN STILL FEEL THAT!" The anesthesiologist quickly replied with "I'm sorry I have to put you to sleep. Husband I'm sorry I need you to step out right now." As I was leaving the room I heard the doctor "We have no time!" I stood motionless outside the operating room door. I began to pace more and more back and forth. I paced over to the surgical hand wash station outside to room and realized there was a window, and the blinds were open. I looked in and saw the doctor pulling my wife's abdomen open in forceful fashion. The sight freaked the crap out of me and I returned to my previous spot outside the door. I dared not move again. About 10 minutes later the anesthesiologist came out and told me that the baby was out and they were working to stabilize both my wife and child. They would need me to either wait back in our original delivery room or out in the waiting room with our family. I wanted to be alone so I paced a thousand times around the perimeter of our delivery room waiting for news. About an hour later a nurse came in "Would you like to meet your daughter?" She brought me to their small nursery and as I walked through the door I saw small arms and legs flailing around. It was kind of a surreal moment looking at her for the first time. The nurse let me cut off the remainder of the umbilical cord and explained to me that the baby was lethargic from the general anesthesia used on my wife. It was 15 minutes after birth before she took her first breath on her own. An hour later she still hadn't cried. I stood there with the nurses trying to get her to cry. It took time, but finally she began to flex her lungs and let out loud short howls in rapid succession. My wife was in another room. It was a while longer before she was stable enough for me to go see her. Two nurses were monitoring her recovery. Apparently once they removed my daughter from the womb it took every staff member on hand to stabilize her. The doc said she had to literally push my wife aside with a breathing tube keeping her alive while they worked on the baby. Once the baby was stable they returned to work on my wife. It was a hell of a day, but in the end wife and daughter were both ok. The next day the pediatrician transferred our baby to the NICU at another hospital. He had concerns that she may have an infection that the current hospital was unequipped to handle. The news crushed my wife. Neither one of us could stand the idea of our child being alone at the other hospital. I called my wife's best friend to come stay with her while I went to stay at the other hospital. I spent the rest of the week bouncing between the 2 hospitals. Making a daily trip to visit my wife, then returning to my daughters hospital to just hold her every moment I could. Now finally my wife and daughter are both home. My wife feels like a train hit her, but she is ok. Wow has my world changed. My Baby Girl Born (cut and pulled from her mothers womb) on 8-25-14 at 10:20 pm. 7 pounds 5 ounces Cliff notes for the "challenged" readers out there. Congratulations OP!
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Congratulations, child birth is still dangerous, even with the best modern medicine. My wife lost an estimated 3.5 liters of blood after he third pregnancy due to a probable placenta accreta after two completely normal pregnancies. A Bakri balloon stopped the bleeding and let her keep her uterus. 6 weeks post partum she hemorrhaged again, at least 2.5 liters. This time we opted for a hysterectomy. She received over 8 units of whole blood, 6 units of fresh frozen plasma, 6 units of platelets, and 1 unit of cryoprecipitates, plus all the other coagulation medications. She's doing great now, the baby (she was a surrogate, so not our child) has been nothing but healthy. Posted Via AR15.Com Mobile |