Tuesday, August 12, 2014

My D&C experience...

What a week, last wednesday was the day that Cody and I saw through ultra sound that our little baby didn't have a heart beat. Thursday was the day that we went to the doctor to confirm everything we already knew, talked through our options and scheduled our D&C for today. August 12th 2014 will have a special imprint on my mind for the rest of my life, just as I remember February 25th 2014 as the day that I passed my little one during my first miscarriage.

Our morning started with a check in time at 6:45 am we were taken back to our room where I got undressed and redressed into surgical attire, to be prepared for the surgery. I had the worlds cutest nicest nurse ever, she was an older lady named Darius (Like darius rucker) and did everything she could to keep both cody and I informed, comfortable and happy while we waited. She began my IV and got the anesthesiologist, surgery nurse and my doctor, Dr. Jacobs to come into the room and talk to us even more in depth about the procedure. After everyone left Cody and I just talked for a few minutes about how fortunate we were to have such great people working around us and reassured us that we had made the right decision.
Within minutes everyone returned back into our room and had Cody and I say our goodbyes and started to wheel me out of the room, the nurse had put something in my IV and literally by the time we hit the door my head felt like it was floating and very tingly, even though I was still aware of everything going on at that time, we entered into the room and they had me switch beds I remember asking the nurse a question (but for the life of me I can't remember what I asked her) and then everything went blank... I woke up in the recovery room and cody came in shortly after to help discharge me and get me dressed.
He told me that when the doctor came out to tell him how everything went during the procedure that he grabbed him and took him into a more private room to tell him everything. Dr.Jacobs told him that the procedure went well but that they did have a scary bleeding issue, he said that after he had cleaned me out and finished everything he started to walk out the door to go talk to cody and had a distinct thought that he needed to check me again so instead of ignoring the thought he turned around and reentered the surgery room to check me again, when he inserted an object to open me up to do a cotton swab test to check for bleeding (this is kind of gross so if you don't want a weird blood explanation then stop reading now.) he said that blood started to shoot out of me like a garden hose, luckily he was quick to react and was able to stop the bleeding some how. He told Cody that had he not been able to stop it or if it would have gone a little longer they would have had to do a blood transfusion (or worse) and kept me overnight. It is so crazy how things can go from just fine and an easy routine to scary and critical within seconds. I am so grateful for a loving heavenly father whom I know for a fact had a hand in everything today, He blessed me with an amazing doctor who without his quick thinking intuition could have turned our situation into a very critical one.  I know that I was watched over and protected today and I am so grateful for the people who were there along the way.


Amanda said...

I am so sorry you've had to go through this. It's not fair. Losing children is not fair. I am thinking about you. I am happy that there are physicians that listen to promptings in the care of their patients. It's going to work out. You are a good mother, don't forget that.

Anonymous said...

I love you Kylee! So sorry for the losses. Love Talle & family