That Time I Almost Died

SELF-REFLECTION

DAY 8

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It was 2012.  We were living in Texas, and it felt like it was my husband and I against the world.  We had been there for two years, and still we only had each other.  I was pregnant for the third time. A couple of weeks passed and I new in my heart something was wrong.  You see, with my first two pregnancies I was severely ill.  I’m talking bed ridden, hospitalized, feeding tube ILL.  So ill in fact, the doctors had warned me that this sickness would follow me if I ever chose to get pregnant again.  They even told me I should consider getting my tubes tied.  I’m hard headed, and I do what I want. I wanted more children.  That was that. Anyway, the main reason I knew something was wrong? I was not sick.  Not at all. My gut told me something was going to happen, and it did.

I went to the emergency room because I was lightheaded and cramping.  They did blood work only, and told me I was pregnant. The doctor told me everything was fine and sent me home. Still lightheaded and still cramping.  EVERYTHING WAS NOT FINE.

The next evening while I was making dinner, I collapsed in excrutiating pain.  I can’t even begin to describe what I was feeling, and believe me, I have a very high pain tolerance.  I was crying.  My husband helped me to the couch, and reassured me that everything was ok. After all, we had just spent the day before in the hospital, and they said I was fine.  I took a hot bath and it helped.  I went to bed, but I couldn’t sleep.  I was in so much pain, and it was radiating from my shoulders into my neck.  My lower abdomen felt like someone was stabbing me constantly.  I awoke the next morning, and my husband had already left for work.  When I got out of bed, I realized that something must be wrong.  I could barely walk, and my stomach was so large that I literally looked 9 months pregnant.

I tried to call my husband. No answer.  I took L ( who was 2 at the time) and walked to my neighbors (who I barely knew.). It just so happened that my neighbor had a friend over and she was a nurse.  This woman saw me and told me right away I needed to go to the hospital.  Even though I was in pain, I was still hesitant about going to the hospital because I was just there and they told me I was fine.  This nurse told me I needed to get checked out.  I called my OBGYN and made an appointment for 4 pm.  When my husband got home, we headed to the doctors’ office.

They immediately did a sonogram.  There was no baby, and I was bleeding internally.  The reason my stomach was so extended? I was bleeding inside.  I had an ectopic pregnancy, my Fallopian tube had ruptured, and I needed emergency surgery.  My life depended on it.  For those of you who don’t know, an ectopic pregnancy is when the fertilized egg meant to become your baby grows inside your Fallopian tube instead of your uterus.  The next few minutes are a complete blur. They had me headed into the operating room within 10 minutes after finding out what was wrong.  I was scared to death.  My husband waited with our toddler and he was terrified. I’ll never forget the look on his face.

After the surgery, the Doctor came in to see me.  The only words I remember her saying are, “If you had gone to bed instead of coming to the office, you would not have made it.”  These words still echo in my mind today.  I lost my right tube, but I lived.  I was alive, and I owed every bit of thanks to that stranger at my neighbors’ house.  She convinced me something was wrong. I needed to be convinced because it was only a day earlier that a doctor had told me I was fine, everything was fine.  That doctor did not do his job, and because of his incompetence, I almost lost my life.

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This “stranger” who just happened to be a nurse, saved my life.  I never saw her again after that day.  I don’t even know if she knows what she did for me, and I think about it all of the time.  She was my guardian angel. I wish I could tell her THANK YOU.

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42 thoughts on “That Time I Almost Died

  1. Thank you for sharing that highly personal, important post. My guess is that it will help someone in that situation. So, in turn, you are thanking your “guardian angel” by paying it forward.

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  2. Moral of the story? ( Other than thank God you’re still here!) Always trust your instincts, right?. Doctors make mistakes all the time, and if they don’t help you never hesitate to get a second opinion!

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  3. I hope you are doing well now. This was really shocking, and I’m rather alarmed that the doctor misguided you. You almost lost your life because of his mis-assumption. It’s really nice of you to forgive him and let go. I don’t think I ever would’ve done such a thing. I’m really glad that nurse convinced you to go to the hospital!! Hope you are doing good 🙂

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    1. Thank you. It was difficult. I actually held a lot of resentment for quite sometime. If they had caught it the first time, I would still have my tube. I am very lucky though because even with just one tube, I still was able to have two more children. I am very lucky. In more ways than one. So I just think of the positives. We are all human you know? Even doctors.

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  4. Your story touched me and brought back some scary memories of when I nearly lost my own life – and my unborn baby’s life – when I was told to go home by a doctor after going to hospital with stomach pains. I was discharged with gastro, but the next day, my appendix burst, and I have never experienced so much pain in my life. To top it off, I was left another night in emergency because the doctors couldn’t/wouldn’t scan me because I was pregnant. Needless to say, the morning after (3rd morning after first symptoms!) I was not in a good way and we were rushed into emergency surgery. I had burst appendix and peritonitis and was in hospital for 2 weeks. My darling baby girl was ok – quite miraculously what with all the poison inside me – and we came home in one piece. Really scary moment of my life, and my husbands, but one that has made me appreciate how fragile life can be and how we must always hold our loved ones close. There are positives, you’re right. It was hard to find them at the time, but I see now how special my little girl is and we are very very close in bond. Thanks for your story and the opportunity to reflect 🙂

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    1. What you went through is terrifying. I am so glad you and your baby girl are ok. You are very blessed. I am sure that experience was quite traumatizing. It is so important that we pay attention to our bodies. Thank you so much for reading, and thank you for sharing your own story! It takes a strong person to open up about emotional and physical trauma. I am so glad my story touched you. It means more than anything to me that people are reading my stories and relating. God bless you and your family!

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      1. It’s funny that until you say it aloud (or write it, in this case)- and someone acknowledges what you went through -you don’t realise how it actually affected you. I had almost put it out of my mind until I read your story. But that’s a good thing. We need to remember what our bodies went through and treat them with a bit of love and attention. Not something I usually do! I think we both deserve a nice relaxing bath and a good book 🙂

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      2. Yes! It has not been that easy for me to reflect on these kind of moments. But I know it is something I have to do so I can move on. Blogging has been a wonderful gift. I can express my feelings with writing, and it is an amazing feeling to know I am not alone. Thank you for being here.

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  5. Thank you for sharing your story. I’ve read quite a few of your blogs and I can already tell you have an amazing soul. I too lost a baby, and had it not been for certain strangers, there’s no telling where I’d be. I also read your post about your husband and feel the same way about mine. Thank you, again, for sharing.

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    1. I am so glad you are here and thank you for reading. I read some of your blog as well. It brought me to tears. Things happen in this life that we can’t understand d and we never know the reason. You are a strong woman. I can’t imagine the pain you carry day to day. Sometimes we just have to pick up the pieces and do the best that we can. One day at a time my friend.

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  6. That was a very strong story. I almost lost my life to an incompetent doctor before I was born. He told my parents that due to a cyst in my brain, I would be born with deformations and disabilities and possibly even die. The doctor gave them two choices: get an abortion or give me away for experiments. My parents ran away and didn’t return until the day I was due. And I was born healthily and naturally. Had they not run away, I’d never have been born and all thanks to an incompetent doctor who didn’t know what he was doing.

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  7. Hi! You have a good entry right here and it sent me in tears. That incident was really scary. It must be so hard for you. It’s a good thing God helped you overcome the trial. He really has a lot of wonders. I really hope you’re okay right now.

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  8. I knew you were writing about an ectopic pregnancy quite soon into your post. My sister had one of these and the symptoms were so similar. Like you, she could have died from it. Fortunately, you both lived.

    You write that you wish you could thank the nurse who was visiting your neighbor. Have you asked your neighbor how you might be in touch with her? I’m sure she would appreciate a note of thanks, letting her know that she made a difference in your life that day, not to mention your husband’s and child’s lives. Even if time has passed, the note would still be appreciated. Reach out. Who knows? You might just make a difference in her life by doing so.

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    1. I really wish I could. We relocated shorty after due to my husbands’ job. We live in a different state now. I never reached out. I don’t know why but I truly regret it. I don’t even have that neighbors contact info or anything. We barely even knew them at the time. I am sad writing this. I wish I had found her when I had the chance.

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