Watching somebody die whether it’s from old age or a long term illness is horrible. But so is loosing a child. I’ve been lucky (touching wood frantically!) I have two healthy, clever, bright children. Who do push the limits, who do scream and shout, who do 1001 things they shouldn’t do but overall I always think how lucky I am.
I technically should not be here, I should of died when I was a year old because of NHS waiting lists for open heart surgery. My nan phoned the hospital up and demanded that I had surgery or I wouldn’t be here in a fortnight’s time, luckily a space came open and I had open heart surgery not once but twice and I survived.
I came close to death a 2nd time when I was 18/19, I had appendixes they almost burst, my windpipe collapsed during theater and I had to be revived. (I survived again!).
My third and hopefully last until I’m old and annoying! Was when I had Bell. C-sections are not easy, I lost 2 liters of blood, if they couldn’t get the blood to stop I would of bleed to death.
It goes to show how strong and how advanced the NHS has come. Many people used to die during c-sections, during basic operations.
I feel lucky I am alive!
Embrace life, take it in your hands and don’t look back on the past, unless it’s happy memories of course!
I think I have heard every comment under the sun regarding c-sections the three main ones I seem to hear are “your too posh to push”, “your not a real mum” and “C-sections are the easy way out aren’t they?”
Yes those comments do hit hard but do you know what those comments seem to come from uneducated people. Many of the older generation and some of the younger generation too often say these sententances.
Why did I have two c-sections? Yes two well here we go
Bear was born on his due date, but due to me being so full of water I was in the hospital daily for a week and a half before he was born. In the end I asked to be induced, it was costing a fortune in petrol and hospital parking and to be honest I had enough of hospitals especially going Daily. I was given a pill to start labour of and the contractions started, but i also had a reaction to the pill and had very high temperature and was shaking so much my heart rate went sky high and Bears dropped dramatically. Once they stabilised us, I was taken into a room to rest and see how labour progressed Hubs was sent home but I called him less than 3 hours later saying to come back.
We were put into the labour room and was put on the machines, it was very bizarre as the monitor was going mad with contractions and I couldn’t feel a thing. The next thing they broke my waters and it was painful, I was told to go for a walk. Nothing happened 6 hours later, The midwife from the previous night came back on shift and said no baby yet? By now it was Bears Due date, the consultant came along and gave me two options to give it another 6 hours where Bears heart rate was going sky high and very low again or to be taken to have a c-section. With the thought of the heart rates going crazy C-section was the safest solution.
The needle for the Epidural I lucky didn’t see as its meant to be really long. I was taken into surgery where it was nice and calm and Bear was born just 20 minutes later. The recovery was slow I had to stay in bed for a day and when I was up it was very hard to move around due to the surgery. I couldn’t lift or drive for around six to eight weeks.
It was a slow recovery and I certainly didn’t feel 100% after 6 weeks it took more than 3 months to feel physical mobile again.
With Bell Pregnancy went smoothly until 7 months, when I could hardly walk let alone run around after Bear. The week before Bell was born I had a consultant appointment, and I burst into tears I could hardly walk let alone drive. When she asked if I wanted a planned C-section I jumped at the chance the reason being I felt I wasn’t giving 100% to Bear, we hardly went out due to me not being able to move and when I did I was very uncomfortable. I think this is because of the previous epidural I had it messed with my back.
They booked me in for the following week and I managed to get child care for Bear his aunty came round at 7am in the morning and stayed at ours for the day. We went of and I was first on the list, yes I thought I would be in and out and could try and get home the next day, but nope this wasn’t the case. The Epidural need a double dose, Bell didn’t cry for one minute and I lost 2,5 liters of blood! If they didn’t stop the bleeding I would of had to have my womb taken out.
I went into surgery at 8.30am and was out in recovery at 11.30am. I didn’t get back to the room I was in until 8pm that night!
Recovery was a bit quicker surprisingly, maybe because I knew what to expect or that I had to recover a bit quicker as hubby would be back at work in a weeks time.
The long term effects are I suffer from Back ache, and I will always have a c-section pouch no amount of exercise will get rid of that. I don’t think having baby number three would be wise as It could be a lot worse and I have two beautiful children to think about if anything bad happens, but who knows what the future will bring.
So if you think having a c-section is easy please think again, it is major surgery with a bonus of a beautiful baby at the end along with a scar at the bottom of your stomach.