This morning as I was leaving CrossFit I overheard a conversation she was having with the lady at the desk about the hospital and it all suddenly clicked! She had been my doctor when I had to go back to the hospital after having my son.
I had only been home for 36 hours when I realized something was terribly wrong, I couldn't breathe correctly or move my upper body without being in extreme pain. After calling the nurses line asking what to do, they told me to call an ambulance. I was worried that might be a bit drastic, I mean I was conscious and talking so I called a family member to bring me to the hospital so Cody could stay with the baby (I didn't think it would take very long). I probably should have taken an ambulance like the nurse suggested because my wait in emergency was incredibly painful (keep in mind I'd just experienced labor, and I was debating whether this was more painful). When I finally got in and they did some X-rays it was clear I wasn't leaving anytime soon. The following morning still unclear with what was happening but thankfully on some pain meds I met the wonderful doctor that I ran into again today. After countless tests and lots of doctors opinions it was determined that I had an intra-uterine infection, pneumonia and a partially collapsed lung. I was in the hospital for several days following that on IV antibiotics and oxygen, thankfully the doctor allowed me to have Griffin there as well so I could still spend time with my newborn and feed him when I was able.
Hearing her voice today brought me right back to those hopeless moments in the hospital. I've mentioned before how having my son was the most amazing time in my life, it was also the most scared I have ever been. Knowing that there was something horribly wrong in my body and not being able to take care of Griffin fully during that time was the most helpless I've ever felt in my life. I NEVER want to feel like that again.
In some ways it's hard to believe that was only 18 months ago... Just as I did a double take when I heard that doctor's voice today I have to do one when I think about all that's happened and how far we've come since those moments in the hospital. 16 half marathons later, I am a different woman, and a stronger Mama!
It's crazy how something like the sound of someones voice brings memories back.
ReplyDeleteI had a similar situation after my son was born and wound up back in the hospital having surgery. I was so sick for the first month of his life that I barely remember any of it. I feel like I was cheated out of such a special time :(
I can't even imagine how scary you were at that time! I'm glad you had such a caring doctor! It's neat you ran into her again! :0)
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