Scariest Day of my life!!
(Maybe some TMI parts, but I am going to be real with you guys, so you guys get the good and the bad! If you do not like TMI talk please skip this one!)
Ok, so we’re going to jump back a couple years, actually more like 8 years, in 2008. I know by the topic, you all know its going to start off sad/bad. But, you know what, that’s alright.. I know some of you may relate with this saying, “You have to go through the worse of times, to get to the best of times.” That is exactly how it went for me, in all honesty, I am grateful for it, as it has made me appreciate everything that much more, and become a stronger woman!
In November of 2008, I had found out I was pregnant. I could not believe it! I was in total shock, excitement, nervous, all of the above. I was 18 years old, still in cosmetology school, and with a boyfriend that was long distance in the military, so of course it frightened me. Let me just stop right here and give a shout out to young moms, moms going through school, and moms with a military spouse/significant other or all together, you guys are strong women! Continuing on, I let my boyfriend and parents know. They took the news definitely better than I did and better then i expected. I never even expected to be pregnant at all. I had gone to the doctor (TMI) because I was bleeding longer then I had expected. At first I had thought it was my period, but it ended up far beyond that, so the doctor just scratched it up as I am going to be one of those girls that will have my cycle during pregnancy. So, like any of us would do, we trust the doctors and go on our way. Am I not right?? Anyways, throughout the weeks my excitement grew and grew, but the bleeding was still lingering on. Then, on the morning of Dec. 11, 2008 at 3:00 AM, I woke up screaming in horrible, horrible pain, and thank God I had moved back home with my parents, so my mom heard my scream and ran up the stairs. I was in so so so much pain, I couldn’t even move, so my mom yelled down for my dad and said they were going to have to call the ambulance, but my tightwad dad said no. How many of you know some tightwad people? Yep yep, my dads one! So, my mom managed to help me down the stairs and on the couch. Mom then insisted to Dad that they were going to have to drive me to the hospital. Which, mind you, is 25-30 mins away so of course dad was tired and grumpy, that’s just how my dad is (or should i say most men) lol. So, we got loaded up in their van and off we went to the hospital at 3:00 in the morning. Every little bump and movement was unbearable but after 20-25 mins we arrived, got admitted quickly then the rest kind of is a blur to me. I don’t know if some of you have experienced this but when something is so traumatic or painful, it’s like you put it far behind in your head and it turns to a blur. Well, that’s my situation here. I remember them checking me, doing tests, all that not so fun stuff. Then the doctor and nurses rushed in and while the doctor is talking to my mom and I, the nurses are prepping me (iv’s and such). Then all I remember hearing is, “she’s having an ectopic pregnancy, she has a ruptured tube already and is bleeding internally, so we need to get her back for emergency surgery as quick as possible.” Then pain meds seemed to start kicking in, but I remember the doctor telling my mom that I had a 50/50 chance of surviving this, because I had already bled a lot and due to the procedure that had to take place. He then told my mom to call anyone she wanted there, so mom did and they wheeled me out quickly. At this point I was extremely loopy. I remember them taking me into what seemed to me a scary room, all metal and switched me from the bed to a cold metal table and putting a mask on me and told me to breath in. I remember looking down, seeing I was butt naked and seeing tons of people standing around me and rushing in as well, and the last thought that ran through my head was, “oh my gosh, they’re all seeing my naked!! Lol I know right, of all thoughts that’s what I thought. Haha! Hours had passed and I woke up to them taking out my tube in my throat, stayed in recovery for awhile then got wheeled up to a room where my mom and niece were waiting. Didn’t really know what was going on at the point so I had my mom explain, of course I broke down crying. One thing that definitely made me feel a little better and I am forever thankful for, is my friend Danielle. She had came up to see me! Of course besties always make everything seem better. Anyways, I got to go home and thank God for moms, right everyone? My mom was right there taking care of me, feeding me, helping me to the bathroom, just catering to me, and that’s seriously why my mom is the best!! I know to this day, I have 3 ugly scars on my belly to remind me of that very traumatic, sad day. But, I also now have this amazing testimony of God protecting me and healing me. I was told after this I would never be able to conceive without fertility treatments!
December 11, 20008
“I know I’ll see the sun shine bright upon my baby’s face, when I finally get to heaven, all my pain will be erased. We’ll soar the skies together, as angels two by two… We’ll have a sweet reunion; This mother’s dream come true.”