Health & Wellbeing, Pregnancy, Wellbeing

I survived….. Just! (Placenta Percreta Cesarean hysterectomy) Part 3

If you have come straight to this page you really should start with part one and part two of my story.

I ended last week by telling you they had found my bowel had twisted.

The anaesthetist that had been with me since we had arrived at Jessops was the one that came to tell me along with another consultant.

This meant I had to go back down to theatre and have it untwisted!

They said as my wound was split so significantly they would go in through that.

Now Hallamshire that’s attached to Jessops (where I had my section) didn’t have a surgeon at that time to do this second op, it looked like I was going to have to be transferred without my hubby or the babies to another hospital elsewhere in the city.

The anaesthetist meanwhile was due to finish her shift but told me she was going to do her upmost to get the surgeon from the other hospital to come over and do it at the Hallamshire. she was on the phone ages just outside my room. I could hear her telling whoever was on the end that she wanted the surgery done at the Hallamshire and that it must be done asap!

She came back to see me after a while and told me not only had she got the surgeon to come to us but she was cancelling her evening plans and was going to take me to theatre!

It was around 10.30 at night when I eventually got taken down and by midnight I was back in recovery but this time no tv Theme tunes! Hubby was there though to make sure I was ok. before I was taken up to the Intensive care ward again.

Here I was told I had to wear a pressurised oxygen mask as my lungs were a little squished. however, its nothing to worry about. they said I could either have a face mask that is quite tight and can cause some people to feel restricted and uncomfy or a helmet type thing made of plastic that you put your head in and the oxygen is pumped in. I chose the helmet Called a C-pap helmet.

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It was actually better than the first night I spent on Intensive care as the helmet was really noisy with the sound of the oxygen coming through it. This meant I couldn’t hear the beeps from the monitors and I actually got a better few hours sleep!

After around 4 hours they said I could take off the helmet!

The next morning I must have felt better as I chatted and chatted to the nurse about my thoughts and feelings from the past few weeks. I think I really needed to process things.

I was still nil by mouth but my mouth was so dry and tasted awful so the health workers brought me a wash kit, toothbrush water and toothpaste. I’m not sure if it was because of my mouth being so dry or what but brushing my teeth felt amazing!

Hubby came to see me after a while, he said I looked so much better.

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I now had to get up out of bed again and like after the c section. my muscles having been cut for the second time!

Later on, I was transferred back to the high dependency unit.

I was still nil by mouth and I still had the tube in my nose.

I was told once that had nothing else coming up it I could start on some fluids!

It wasn’t long before I was asking for a cup of tea. Next, I was told I could start eating soft food!

A couple of days later Saturday 9th – I was up and out of bed still very sore and tired and full of trapped wind! – Still no bowel movements. But I felt well enough for my big twins to come and visit! They had not yet met their baby brother and sister nor had they seen me for 2 weeks.

It was amazing to see them and see them meet their new siblings. They spent time cuddling them and staring at them!

Sunday came I was transferred back up to the postnatal ward! I spent the night on the ward but the next morning was told that as I had a long way to go before I could be discharged I had to be moved again to the ward opposite as the one I was on was for quick turnaround patients.

I was told that they had a room for me – so I got up out of bed had a wash got dressed and walked the length of two wards the furthest id probably walked since I got to Jessops in the first place! along the corridor, I was met by my lovely anaesthetist who said she had come to see how I was doing, however, she could see I was a lot better as I was waking!

I arrived at my new room- Hubby was given a camp bed so that he could continue to stay and support me and help with the twins.

I sat on the bed in my new room looking at the squirrels running about the trees outside when a wave of emotion of the past few weeks hit me!

I sobbed like Id not sobbed for ages! The nurse came in to do my observations and said there would be no point doing them right now as they would be bound to be high. she went and got me a cuppa and said she would come back in a while!

Sunday afternoon I had a surprise visit from some friends of ours – It really cheered me up they even stayed with the twins while me and Hubby went and got a cuppa in the patient kitchen. It was the first time we had been just us since before the csection!

We went out on the balcony – Although it was cold it was nice to just get some air and see the sky! Even just be us for a moment!

Later that night I felt the urge to go to the toilet! – I did it! A bowel movement finally!

I told Hubby who went straight out to tell the nurses! If I’ve learnt one thing during my hospital stay its that the nurses are obsessed with bowel & bladder habits!

The Next day, another bowel movement! –  That’s when I decided enough was enough! I wanted to go home. I wanted to see my big twins. I wanted to get in my own bed, watch my own TV, be within my own 4 walls!

My daily visit from my anaesthetist came, I told her I wanted to go home and she went off and the next thing I know I’m getting visited by lots of different people to do any last minute checks that neede to be done before discharge!

First up was the mental health team, then a physio, then a lady who did the twins hearing tests – She had to do a complex test on them as they had spent some time in SCBU.

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Later that day around 5pm I was given a large bag containing all the medication I needed to take at home and I was told we could leave!

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And we’re home.

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Find out how we got on with the first few days at home next week!

Nina x

Health & Wellbeing, Pregnancy, Wellbeing

I survived….. Just! (Placenta Percreta Cesarean hysterectomy) Part 2

Please Note images may be upsetting for some readers! 

Part one of my journey can be found here!

  • Saturday 2nd – The day went well – tried again to breastfeed, got out of bed and used the toilet. Then by tea time I started vomiting –  I was transferred to a ward during the night where the vomiting got worse!

I hadn’t yet opened my bowels after the op and the nurses were getting a little concerned – I was given suppositories to try to get things moving. and although some things moved it wasn’t easing things enough!

Sunday 3rd – & Monday 4th – Still vomiting, still no bowel movements, I couldn’t keep anything down. so I ended up with continuous IV fluids and pain relief.

In the end, I got transferred back down to the High Dependency ward where there was a better one to one care!

I was given enema’s to see if that would get my bowels moving and alleviate the sickness.

They didn’t work.

It was late on Monday night and I’d had a sip of water to take some tablets and wanted to hold ‘baby boy M’  when out of nowhere came another bout of sickness. It went everywhere all over me and my bed all over ‘baby boy M’ all over hubby’s trousers and shoes and all over the nurse.

I got out of bed and headed for a shower – It was the first shower id had since before my op! It was heaven, I actually felt like I was a human being again!

  • Tuesday 5th – Felt a little better I even managed to drink a couple of cups of orange juice and keep them down.

Then they decided to take out my staples – all looked well apart from one small gape at the bottom the nurse put some steri strips over it! IMG_3011

I was then transferred back to the ward and given some food I managed a biscuit and some fruit and some more orange juice.

Then more vomiting and later that day my wound opened up! There was a little bleeding and I was told later on it was 3cm deep and 9cm long!

I ended up back down to the High Dependency Unit.

Back in the side room!

Later on, I ended up with a tube down my nose to drain any more fluid that had been making me sick! this was not a pleasant experience every time I swallowed I could feel the tube in my throat however it did take the pressure of my stomach and ease the sickness.

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I was told I should be nil by mouth!

Wednesday 6th – Nil By mouth, lots of iv fluids and pain relief during the day then, later on, that day a surgeon and the anaesthetist from my previous op came to see my wound and said I needed to go to surgery to have it closed back up but beforehand I was to have an x-ray – the x-ray wasn’t a good enough result so I was set for a CT Scan. This is similar to an MRI but the tube is smaller so you don’t go as far in and don’t feel as claustrophobic. They put a cannula in my arm before I went down for the CT but due to all the previous cannulas, my arms were so bruised they couldn’t find a vein so had to get an ultrasound machine in to look for a suitable one! The cannula was for them to add some liquid during the CT Scan to dye my veins to check the flow of things. The dye gives you feeling of warmth from your head in a wave to your toes as it goes down you feel like you’ve had a wee – I was assured this was normal and I had not just disgraced myself. IMG_3086

The results came back

My bowel had twisted ……….

To be continued

Nina

Health & Wellbeing, Pregnancy, Wellbeing

I survived….. Just! (Placenta Percreta Cesarean hysterectomy) Part 1

This is quite a long story so I am posting in 2 parts!

Its well over a month since I posted about my Operation.

I just didn’t have the emotional or physical strength until now to post about the past month and a half.

If you follow my social media accounts you will see that I had got through the op.

I just thought I would jump on here today and let you know a little about the events of the past few weeks!

I posted up to the point that we had been admitted to Jessops Hospital to spend a week trying not to go into labour.

After a week of  “resting” hubby staying with me each and every day It was the Tuesday before I had my op!

  • Tuesday 29th – I thought it was going to be such a long day but in fact, I had that many people coming in and out.

The lovely nurse who took us to visit SCBU where my babies would be taken not because they thought there would be anything wrong with them but because I would need to recover from the anaesthetic.

She gave me a pack to express some milk if I felt up to it after I had come round from the anaesthetic. She gave me some cloth hearts that I could put in my top and then when the babies were away from me we could exchange scents to aid bonding and milk flow.

The anaesthetist came back to see me to make sure I had no more questions.

The surgeon came to make sure I knew what was happening the next day.

I had the perinatal nurse come and chat through things with me to ease my mind a little.

Some of the other members of the team came and introduced themselves too.

That night myself and hubby went out to the seating area with a cuppa. I prayed silently and we held each other for a while, tears flowing about the enormity of the next day!

  • Wednesday 30th – I got dressed into my gown hubby got into a pair of scrubs! Around 7am my anaesthetist came to see me and then around 8.30 we were wheeled down to theatre.

 

We got into the recovery room and I said goodbye to hubby.

I remember going into the theatre down a corridor with my amazing anaesthetist (little did I know how amazing she was going to be through the rest of my journey)

She talked to me all the way through the prep of the operation. until finally, she said I’m now giving you your sleepy meds …………

I don’t remember what time I came around but when I did hubby was there and my mum. I was in the recovery room and Hubby showed me a pic of the babies. I remember there were tv theme tunes playing in the background.

I can’t remember much else until I woke in intensive care and had my babies at my side.

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I remember the only thing I had to say was – Blimey baby girl J has long nails would there be any nail clippers to clip her nails? I did try to give them a little breast milk but I really was too tired and full of morphine to feed them any significant amount.

I spent one night on intensive care hooked up to so many monitors that every time I dropped off to sleep the monitors would beep as the heart rate monitor is set at a certain amount and every time I nodded off my heart rate would go down further than that amount. They told me not to worry but when it’s beeping you can’t really forget about it!

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  • Thursday 31st – After a bed bath, I was transferred to a high dependency ward where I remember wanting desperately to get out of bed but they said my temperature was too high and they thought I had an infection. The next min everyone else babies and mums who were just post op too were wheeled out of the ward and a portable x-ray machine was wheeled into x-ray my chest.

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From here I was on drip fed antibiotics and fluids and a bag of blood.

  • Friday 1st – I was then given a side room and my babies were transferred to be with me. Hubby stayed with me and our babies. I was too weak to look after them at this point my thoughts of breastfeeding were now replaced with the guilt of not even being able to cuddle them!

It was from here I was able to get out of bed for the first time – after just a normal c section this feels like the worst thing in the world! You feel like you are going to rip open and everything feels like its going to fall out.

I continued to be given IV fluids and painkillers,

I managed to eat some food and drink a little tea!

Everything was going in the right direction………….

To be continued

Nina