My Birth Of Azeezah... My Story With Preeclampsia
3 years ago when I had this child... It was nothing planned. Was it Beautiful? Shocking? Scary? I don't even know... I was fading and someone needed to be saved. With BP of 283 at 33 weeks, I was wheeled into the theatre for an emergency c.section because of preeclampsia. Right at that moment, I looked into my doctor's eye and affirmed to him 'I am coming out with my child' and strangely I believed it. I have promised her to love and live for her and I intend to keep that promise till the end. When she finally came out, she was only 1.5kg. Was I Happy, or sad? I don't know. I am relieved she lives. I was tidied up and wheeled into a ward, Then a specialist was invited for her... A woman When she saw how strong she is and the way she cries... She said she doesn't need to be in an incubator. She ordered for her glucose test to be taken and stuff on how to care for her was discussed. She was placed under the UV light though and during the night, she would scream and cry... While i hold her hands and cry with her A day after I was finally able to stand, I started expressing milk for her.... Feeding with a syringe. From 5mls... To 10mls, to 15mls and sometimes 20mls. During those times, I was drained, I needed care, I needed home cooked food, And I needed my man to pet me and say sorry for going through this.... But I had none. Falling into depression while pregnant was my crime. The top of the cherry? I was broke. So I have to accept what I am given. I was drained, I was hopeless... Those kinds of feelings are something I will never wish for an enemy. On the 5th day, we were discharged by the request of my hubby... That Day, they tried collecting sample of her blood for tests and I had to hold her while the doctor poke through her veins We went home,and the next day, we tried to arrange some stuff. That night, I kept getting calls from this unknown number but I didn't pick cos I have be warned not to touch phone or pick calls Then, around 2pm the next day, I got a call from the hospital line... It was my baby specialist. She was begging me to bring the baby back to the hospital Her jaundice level was high and they are afraid for her since almost 48hours she's been taken out of the light. That was at her naming ceremony... guests are outside, caterers doing their job... But we have to leave... When we got back to the hospital, they needed to get her blood sample for EBT. At that point, I feel what it means to be in pain... I was in pain! I had to hold her hand while the doctor struggled to get 5mls of blood sample. The baby was yellow, screaming but the blood sample is needed to get a blood for her EBT 2 days later, they got a match and the EBT was successful. We were there for over 8 days trying to fight off jaundice under UV light. During those nights, I remember crying along with my child... I remember giving up several times, I remember promising myself to be strong, I remember telling myself that I will make it and be successful. And I remember an old man in the late 90s climbing up the hospital stairs just to come pacify me... My cry always reaches them at night.... He said to me, 'the young shall grow' He is right, the young are truly growing. During those nights, Another woman told me her story... She has been married for 12 years, gets multiple pregnancies but always loses them at birth. She gave me the best motivation of my life…'No matter what you are going through, make money because makes life easier' She was in her 8months of pregnancy back then... I pray you get whatever you want ma'am. 3 years today and I have grown from that scared, broke-hopeless lady I used to be. I have had another baby with VBAC which was successful. Looking at this girl, I see someone who never gives up no matter the pain. Giving up is never an option. My story doesn't end here… And this took me a lot of courage to put out here. Today is for you, Azeezah. I thank God for giving me the courage to tell this story... I hope this gives hope to someone out there going through it all. I pray you never give up no matter what you are going through. And, I thank God for giving my grandma to me, she was there...Like she has always been, I love you, Grandma And, I hope I will be courageous to tell my story another day. I love you, Zizy. Happy birthday to my bubbly pack of energy.❣️
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