Sabrina was born on June
27, 1996. Her daddy and I were so very proud! Sabrina was born
brain-dead, and we knew her fate, from the first moment we saw our little
angel! She was so beautiful and innocent, my heart broke, at the
thought of loosing her. We were faced with the decision of leaving
her on life support or letting her die in our arms. We really had
no decision, she had had no response at all and her doctors told us there
was no way she would ever survive on her own. We held our precious
daughter as she took her last breath. There is no words to descibe
the feeling inside of us, we were loosing our only daughter! On June
28, 1996, our daughter became an Angel!
I had a normal pregancy
with no problems at all! We had been worried, when we found out that
we were to have a child, only because I had a miscarriage, the year before.
After the first four months, our minds were eased and we began to get so
excited about the birth of our only child together. We both had son's
from previous relationships, but we both longed for a daughter.
I had a cesarean with
my son, three years earlier, but my husband and I had decided to try a
normal delivery if at all possible. However, three weeks before my
due date, I had learned that if you had a previous cesarean that you could
schedule the second cesarean a week before the due date. By then
I was so ready to see and hold my baby, I decided I wanted a cesarean.
My doctors informed me that they wanted to see how my labor went before
deciding on a cesarean.
During my pregnancy, I
had two ultrasounds, both showing different due dates. After the
first due date passed, and still no labor, I was informed that they would
use my next due date. The second date passed and I was told, that
two weeks after that date, if I had no went into labor, I would have labor
induced.
June 25 I was put into
the hospital to have a gel placed on my cervix to try and thin it out,
since my cervix had not thinned and my baby had not fully dropped.
Two hours aftering entering the hospital I was told that my cervix still
had not thinned, that I should go home and be back at hospital for induction
early the next morning.
On June 26 I entered the
hospital for induction. I was given a IV with pitocin, which is used
to induce labor. I recieved this all day with no results. I
was then taken off the pitocin later that evening, so that I could rest.
I again asked for a cesarean and the reply was NO, which I had gotten pretty
tired of hearing by this time. The next day, I was given pitocin
again, except this time they had doubled the medication. Labor began
a few hours later, and I really began to get excited. After dilating
to four, I was given an epidural for pain. I quickly reached full
dilation and was told to push. My babies heart rate started dropping
and the nurse had me turn from side to side, nothing worked. The
doctor was called about five times before he arrived. I was then
told that they didn't know if my baby was alive or dead. My heart
broke. They finally decided on cesarean, after I had begged for three
weeks, they ended up doing it anyway.
I awoke from surgery to
hear that I had a daughter and that she was brain-dead and on life support
at a near by hospital. I was devistated.
Having a cesarean thins
out the uterous and also the medication, pitocin, they use to induce labor
with, thins out the uterous. I had both going against me and my doctors
never informed me of this, they just continued to insist on normal delivery,
no matter how much I asked for cesarean. Besides loosing my daughter,
I had a ruptered uterous and bladder, which I still have problems with
today, after having over 7 surgeries and still more to come in the future.
I have since learned, that this has happened many times to many different
people. I have also learned that there are other forms of induction
medication besides pitocin, that are more safer to use, but doctors will
not tell you the complications of pitocin or tell you of your alternatives.
If you are pregnant or
know anyone that is pregnant, please read this story or show it to someone
else. The purpose of me posting this story of my angel, is to hopefully
keep anyone else from going thru the pain and heartache I have faced.
God Bless You!
