Health & Wellbeing, Pregnancy, Wellbeing

I survived….. Just! (Placenta Percreta Cesarean hysterectomy) Part 2

Please Note images may be upsetting for some readers! 

Part one of my journey can be found here!

  • Saturday 2nd – The day went well – tried again to breastfeed, got out of bed and used the toilet. Then by tea time I started vomiting –  I was transferred to a ward during the night where the vomiting got worse!

I hadn’t yet opened my bowels after the op and the nurses were getting a little concerned – I was given suppositories to try to get things moving. and although some things moved it wasn’t easing things enough!

Sunday 3rd – & Monday 4th – Still vomiting, still no bowel movements, I couldn’t keep anything down. so I ended up with continuous IV fluids and pain relief.

In the end, I got transferred back down to the High Dependency ward where there was a better one to one care!

I was given enema’s to see if that would get my bowels moving and alleviate the sickness.

They didn’t work.

It was late on Monday night and I’d had a sip of water to take some tablets and wanted to hold ‘baby boy M’  when out of nowhere came another bout of sickness. It went everywhere all over me and my bed all over ‘baby boy M’ all over hubby’s trousers and shoes and all over the nurse.

I got out of bed and headed for a shower – It was the first shower id had since before my op! It was heaven, I actually felt like I was a human being again!

  • Tuesday 5th – Felt a little better I even managed to drink a couple of cups of orange juice and keep them down.

Then they decided to take out my staples – all looked well apart from one small gape at the bottom the nurse put some steri strips over it! IMG_3011

I was then transferred back to the ward and given some food I managed a biscuit and some fruit and some more orange juice.

Then more vomiting and later that day my wound opened up! There was a little bleeding and I was told later on it was 3cm deep and 9cm long!

I ended up back down to the High Dependency Unit.

Back in the side room!

Later on, I ended up with a tube down my nose to drain any more fluid that had been making me sick! this was not a pleasant experience every time I swallowed I could feel the tube in my throat however it did take the pressure of my stomach and ease the sickness.

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I was told I should be nil by mouth!

Wednesday 6th – Nil By mouth, lots of iv fluids and pain relief during the day then, later on, that day a surgeon and the anaesthetist from my previous op came to see my wound and said I needed to go to surgery to have it closed back up but beforehand I was to have an x-ray – the x-ray wasn’t a good enough result so I was set for a CT Scan. This is similar to an MRI but the tube is smaller so you don’t go as far in and don’t feel as claustrophobic. They put a cannula in my arm before I went down for the CT but due to all the previous cannulas, my arms were so bruised they couldn’t find a vein so had to get an ultrasound machine in to look for a suitable one! The cannula was for them to add some liquid during the CT Scan to dye my veins to check the flow of things. The dye gives you feeling of warmth from your head in a wave to your toes as it goes down you feel like you’ve had a wee – I was assured this was normal and I had not just disgraced myself. IMG_3086

The results came back

My bowel had twisted ……….

To be continued

Nina

Health & Wellbeing, Pregnancy, Wellbeing

I survived….. Just! (Placenta Percreta Cesarean hysterectomy) Part 1

This is quite a long story so I am posting in 2 parts!

Its well over a month since I posted about my Operation.

I just didn’t have the emotional or physical strength until now to post about the past month and a half.

If you follow my social media accounts you will see that I had got through the op.

I just thought I would jump on here today and let you know a little about the events of the past few weeks!

I posted up to the point that we had been admitted to Jessops Hospital to spend a week trying not to go into labour.

After a week of  “resting” hubby staying with me each and every day It was the Tuesday before I had my op!

  • Tuesday 29th – I thought it was going to be such a long day but in fact, I had that many people coming in and out.

The lovely nurse who took us to visit SCBU where my babies would be taken not because they thought there would be anything wrong with them but because I would need to recover from the anaesthetic.

She gave me a pack to express some milk if I felt up to it after I had come round from the anaesthetic. She gave me some cloth hearts that I could put in my top and then when the babies were away from me we could exchange scents to aid bonding and milk flow.

The anaesthetist came back to see me to make sure I had no more questions.

The surgeon came to make sure I knew what was happening the next day.

I had the perinatal nurse come and chat through things with me to ease my mind a little.

Some of the other members of the team came and introduced themselves too.

That night myself and hubby went out to the seating area with a cuppa. I prayed silently and we held each other for a while, tears flowing about the enormity of the next day!

  • Wednesday 30th – I got dressed into my gown hubby got into a pair of scrubs! Around 7am my anaesthetist came to see me and then around 8.30 we were wheeled down to theatre.

 

We got into the recovery room and I said goodbye to hubby.

I remember going into the theatre down a corridor with my amazing anaesthetist (little did I know how amazing she was going to be through the rest of my journey)

She talked to me all the way through the prep of the operation. until finally, she said I’m now giving you your sleepy meds …………

I don’t remember what time I came around but when I did hubby was there and my mum. I was in the recovery room and Hubby showed me a pic of the babies. I remember there were tv theme tunes playing in the background.

I can’t remember much else until I woke in intensive care and had my babies at my side.

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I remember the only thing I had to say was – Blimey baby girl J has long nails would there be any nail clippers to clip her nails? I did try to give them a little breast milk but I really was too tired and full of morphine to feed them any significant amount.

I spent one night on intensive care hooked up to so many monitors that every time I dropped off to sleep the monitors would beep as the heart rate monitor is set at a certain amount and every time I nodded off my heart rate would go down further than that amount. They told me not to worry but when it’s beeping you can’t really forget about it!

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  • Thursday 31st – After a bed bath, I was transferred to a high dependency ward where I remember wanting desperately to get out of bed but they said my temperature was too high and they thought I had an infection. The next min everyone else babies and mums who were just post op too were wheeled out of the ward and a portable x-ray machine was wheeled into x-ray my chest.

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From here I was on drip fed antibiotics and fluids and a bag of blood.

  • Friday 1st – I was then given a side room and my babies were transferred to be with me. Hubby stayed with me and our babies. I was too weak to look after them at this point my thoughts of breastfeeding were now replaced with the guilt of not even being able to cuddle them!

It was from here I was able to get out of bed for the first time – after just a normal c section this feels like the worst thing in the world! You feel like you are going to rip open and everything feels like its going to fall out.

I continued to be given IV fluids and painkillers,

I managed to eat some food and drink a little tea!

Everything was going in the right direction………….

To be continued

Nina

Pregnancy

A quick update – I just can’t find the words.

Ok. I cant find the words at the moment to fill you in fully. 

I am just going to run through the details so that for those that have asked I can let you know without typing replies and messages over and over!

So. After a quite difficult pregnancy pregnant with our second set of twins I’m now nearing the end. 

All the way through scans have reported that twin 1’s placenta has been high. On the last scan i had at 34 weeks i was told that in-fact the placenta was low. And not just low it was covering “the os” which means the opening of my cervix.

Chatting to different people i have been told they don’t move down so it must have been low to start with and other sonographers have reported falsely. 

So at 34 weeks i got booked in for a c section for 37 weeks. 

The following week i had to go for steroid injections to help improve babies lungs. I attended my appointment on the Wednesday 

Wednesday evening I had a few niggles. I coped until the Thursday when i had to go back for my second injection. While  there I informed the midwife who sent me for monitoring 

The next day the drs came round and my consultant decided I needed an MRI 

After spending another few days at a bigger hospital with more resources should I go into labour (The pains were just niggles)

While there they found my iron level was very low and id need a 4 hr infusion. 

Also they did an internal ultrasound to confirm the placenta was in-fact low. 

I was sent home on the Monday with an appointment for the next day at Sheffield Royal Hallamshire hospital. With the top Dr in the country that performs this kind of MRI. 

The lovely Dr took us into a room after the scan and informed that it was bad news.

My placenta is deep into my uterine wall and therefore i would be having my c Section on site at The Jessop Wing of the hospital where they have an amazing team of people that perform surgery that I need. 

It will be not only a c Section with major blood loss anticipated but a hysterectomy and possibility of a bladder repair as some of the vessels from the placenta also look like they have invaded the bladder. 

After my MRI I went home and was told to attend my consultant appointment the following day and to pack a bag and prepare to return to Jessops the next day. 

Jessops is nearly 2 hours drive from our house so both myself & hubby packed a bag. 

The next morning (Wednesday) I woke from about a two hour sleep and headed to my mums where my other two had been staying overnight while I had been in hospital. I brushed M’s hair ready for holiday club and put it in plaits I cuddled my children tight and me and daddy took then to holiday club. In my head thinking if I don’t make it. At least I know that last morning at home was fairly normal for them.

We both kissed them goodbye and said we didn’t know if at my appointment they would like to keep me in to see the babies a bit longer.

To be honest the kids took it in their stride and didn’t seem bothered.

Sorry.  I wasn’t going to go into emotions but I felt the need to share my fear! 

So i headed to my appointment where after having to get results faxed through and numerous phone calls between my consultant and Jessops I was eventually told to head over.

Once here at Jessops I had the most intense 3 hours of my life. 

Chats with surgeon and anaesthetist about what the state of the placenta is. The possible risks involved in The surgery from damage to bladder to  needing lots of blood transfused. I mentioned that my fear is I don’t make it through. He reassured me they do around 6 of these a year and around 30 in the 5 years they have been performing this kind of surgery  and they haven’t lost anyone. He said thats why I am here as its one of only 3 hospitals in england that perform the op.

So basically Im now at Jessops awaiting this intense surgery next week. I am to do nothing so that a) I don’t bleed and b) I don’t go into labour. 

They do have an emergency plan in place should I do but by next Wednesday they will have a more  advanced medical team on hand.

He said it takes that long to get everyone in the right place at the right time and all equipment in the right place. 

Meanwhile i have been given an amazing room on my own where hubby can stay with me. 

What I know about the op. 

  • It can take anywhere from 4 – 7 hours. 
  • I will be asleep
  • I should be awake the same day but if my body is not responding they may keep me asleep until the following day 
  • They expect I could get out of bed the following day as getting up and about as soon as possible aids recovery 
  • My op will be in a different part of the hospital to where I am currently and where the babies will be taken after the op
  • Hubby will go with babies who will go to special care as they may need help waking up from the anaesthetic and maybe a little help breathing 
  • They will move me back up to near the babies as soon as I am able 
  • Following on from this their main priority is getting babies out making sure myself and babies are fit and healthy. Followed by getting myself and babies back together as soon as they can.
  • I wont be home for a minimum of 10 days following the op
Sorry if this post is all over the place. I Just wanted to get out something of what I know. While its still in my head. 
 
 
 
Thanks for reading 
 

 

 

Pregnancy

The amazing moving placenta & the waiting game

It’s 6am and I’m laid in an unfamiliar hospital bed. You see I went into my local hospital with a sharp lower back pain on and off and a few cramps like period type cramps that Werner really regular.

The pains came on on Wednesday 16th but as they Werner regular and I had an appointment already on the Thursday I just waiting until then. Where they sent me round to the maternity ward to be monitored.

I spoke briefly about about my placenta being low in a previous post. However while I have been monitored and babies have been monitored I have had a few Drs and my consultant unbeknown to me looking at my previous scans and notes.
They decided Friday afternoon that I should have an MRI scan to check the position of the placenta fully. As non of the photos were clear enough.
They are worried Incase it’s attached to organs or my previous section scaring – this could cause major bleeding
So while I had breakfast lunch & dinner at hotel NHS they went off to try and book this.
Unfortunately they came back and being a weekend with several bigger hospitals staff to do the MRI on leave (as I’m not actually in labour or bleeding I’m non emergency) we have to wait until Monday. But because there is a high risk of placenta bleeding if I go into labour I have to stay in.

Well not only stay in but be transferred to a different hospital over an hour from my home & my children where if I do happen to labour or bleed they have more measures in place to cope.
So at 6am I lay here in a bay in a ward by myself. Hubby left at about midnight as he just couldn’t get comfy.

I am laid here on a Saturday morning in the quiet not the normal mummy can I have my I pad. Mummy can I have breakfast at grandmas. Mummy can I watch telly in your bed.
And although family & friends keep saying make the most of it. I can’t help laying here anxious about what’s going to happen Petrified of worst! And laid here missing my big babies and feeling guilty that we chose to have more and now I’m having to be away from them.

Drs will be due after breakfast and I think they are going to tell me that not only do I have to wait for Monday for a scan but when I go for it I will have to got to yet another bigger city hospital for it!

Let’s hope it’s all ok and not attached and I can go home and rest for a week and a bit while I wait for my planned section that I had only just started getting my head around.

Is much rather wake up to these two. Noise or no noise.