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

And just like that we went from a family of 5 to a family of 7! 5 weeks in.

It’s been 5 weeks since they arrived into the world on August 30th but I just wanted to introduce our new twins, Mason & Jessica!

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The journey has not been an easy one and the delivery was far from simple but they are here and healthy!

They were born by a complex CSection under general Anaesthetic, not at all what I had planned.

Weighing in at 5lb11 Baby boy M was born at 10.53am and baby girl followed a minute later at 10.54am weighing 6lb 14.

5 weeks Update –

Mason has already developed a little character and Jessica Is not far behind!  They both seem to be lifting their heads and looking around at new things.

To be honest, the past 5 weeks have been gone in a bit of a blur! I spent alot of the time ill. (birth post coming soon!)

At 5 weeks they are now in 0 – 3month clothing.

I am still recovering from my op so our days are spent slow, though we have managed to do some of the school runs and had a few outings to soft play, a party and a trip to the sure start centre to get the babies weighed.

 

 

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First soft play visit 3weeks 4 days old 
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Getting ready to leave the hospital age 13 days old
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5 weeks old

 

Thanks to everyone for your prayers thoughts and well wishes.

I cant tell you how much they meant to me!

And thanks to all the staff at Jessops / Hallamshire hospital, everyone was amazing!

Nina x

 

 

Precious Moments, Pregnancy

Have I missed something?

26 weeks pregnant with our second set of twins, I read a post about the last time you pick up your baby or have them on your lap. 


While I’ve been pregnant I’ve not been able to lift up my (5 year old) babies. And my ever growing belly means no one can fit in my lap. 
When the new twins arrive and I can start picking up my first twins how much will they have grown. Will I still be able to lift thier weight? Will they have grown that much they no longer need me to pick them up?? Reading that blog post I can feel the tears pang of the things I’ve missed while being pregnant. 

The times that daddy has carried them to bed because I simply couldn’t lift them.  

Lifting them to see over a fence. Because on the other side is something special but ordinary. 

I feel like I’ve  missed a lot this pregnancy and feel that when these new babies are here I really need to make up some time with the first set. 

Nina