| On October 10, 2000, while I was at work, I started bleeding and went to the hospital. I was put in a position called the Trendelenburg, which basically means that I laid on my head with my feet in the air. After the doctor arrived, some SEVEN hours later (he didn't feel it was important enough to come right then, even though I was a triple high-risk pregnancy), I was life-flighted to a high-risk hospital. The doctors there found that I was dilated too far to do anything medically to stop labor. I was on magnesium sulphate--at the maximum level, for 4 days. On Saturday, October 14, 2000, the doctor checked me and found that I was totally dilated. He told us that the babies would be born sometime that day, and that they do not make tubing and equipment small enough to help babies that small. We left it in God's hands, since the doctors could not do anything more. Our daughters were born, at 24 weeks. They were very small, the size of baby dolls, but they were perfect. Hannah came out crying--such a frail cry. After that, I started losing alot of blood and was rushed to the operating room, where Emily was born. They held their own, with no assistance, for several hours. The nurse brought them in to us. We held our babies for the first...... and last, time. |
