I had experienced a pregnancy loss; a chemical pregnancy early in my marriage..Dr google was my consultant at the time and I quickly diagnosed myself and understood what had happened..
Months into my life as a newly wed, I had made calls to a fertility clinic asking if I should worried and also stating my previous loss..But I was advised early losses are ‘common’ and I should try a few months and if there was no pregnancy, I could come in for a consultation…..
I didn’t have to wait too long and I got pregnant probably a few weeks after the call to the clinic…I had gotten a BFP (Positive on a Home Pregnancy Test)..I was so elated..and was jumping and dancing…And then suddenly, I stopped…Oh my was I jumping too high? Or was the dancing too much for the baby? ..Random thoughts raced through my mind..If you stay around me long enough, you soon realise I have a serious case of OCD…but again thats a conversation for another day,…
My Darling Husband (DH) was soon due to be home..so I quickly made a makeshift card with the words: Guess Who Is Going To Be A Daddy….He was so happy when he got in and we were quick to thank Heavens for this blessing…We were soon discussing baby names and where would be best to have the baby…
A few weeks after that, I experienced some bleeding and had to go to the clinic where I was checked and required to stay in the clinic for a couple of days..Afterwards, I was asked to go home and try to remain on bedrest for most of the days to come….Everything seemed fine at that point…
Not long afterwards, my DH had to travel out of Nigeria , and I proceeded to stay with my mum as I didn’t want to be alone..It was fun spending time there and getting pampered..Just bed rest and lots of food & watching movies… I could see the weight gain coming on quickly..But it was all okay..gaining weight while pregnant isn’t really frowned upon…Its actually expected anyways….
But as my weight increased, so did the uneasiness in my spirit …I just felt something was weird and I remember discussing with my mum and saying I felt like I should go to the clinic…Of course, my mum being the religious person she is…proceeded to call a Pastor who then prayed and warned of unnecessary visits to the clinic…Afterall, there wasn’t really any obvious issues….and it was all in my head….
But I still felt unrest and I proceeded to discuss my thoughts with one of my sisters who actually advised me to go the clinic if I was uneasy…But after weighing the conversations, I figured I should probably wait a few more days and see how I felt….
Without getting into so much details of how each day progressed, I woke up one morning around 3am and remember looking at the time..I hadn’t been asleep for too long because I had spent the previous night playing a praise &worship song I had just discovered…As i earlier noted, I do have OCD and I must have played the same song on repeat for about 2hrs….!!!
This time when I woke up, I knew I was going to visit the clinic…The more I asked God to take away the uneasiness, the worse it became..I got up and found some clothes to put on…My mum woke up and asked what I was doing..I told her I was going to the clinic…And of course, she asked me to come back to sleep and not be panicked..But I proceeded to call her driver and asked him to come over…This must have been around 4am…My mum wasn’t impressed with my randomness but agreed to come along with me…
On getting to the clinic..I was put in the examination room..and asked why I came in…I advised I just felt uneasy…Some blood test were taken and I was kept on the bed till the gynaecologist showed up a few hours later…He asked me what the issue was and my reason for coming to the clinic..By this time, I was feeling so much better…And I proceeded to tell him I was actually feeling much better and I could go back home now…But luckily, he declined and asked that he would rather get some scans done and more blood work…!!
Looking back now, I realise he must have been God-sent….The haemoglobin was dropping each time the blood test was done…And I remember collapsing after getting up after completing a scan…When I awoke, I was surrounded by doctors and nurses all obviously panicked….The scan had shown some fluids around my abdomen & upper region…All these factors taken together was pointing to a potential issue but I was in no pain…which was not typical & didn’t align with the other symptoms…
I was moved back to the examination room and the doctor came to speak with me..saying he wanted to perform a surgery to check what was going on internally…All this time, my mum was still in the waiting room and had been asking after me and wondering what was going on…I asked them to inform her that I was doing well but needed to get some rest,…And of course, warned them not to tell her I was having a surgery…I certainly didn’t need the drama at that time….After much discussion with my DH, we decided to proceed with the surgery and committed it all into God’s hands….
The lights went out & when I regained consciousness, I found out I had an heterotopic pregnancy,..which is a twin pregnancy with one in the tube & another in the uterus…I had been bleeding internally for so long and needed multiple blood transfusion…I had lost a tube…I had lost both babies…BUT I was alive & well…and God had saved me and given me another chance at Life…the Holy Spirit had been with me warning me and letting me know something was wrong….
I was very grateful for Life BUT sad for the losses I had experienced…..
But Like Sean Stephenson said; “If you have a heartbeat, there’s still time for your dreams”….& I was holding on to that……….
Great post …