That I needed to take my prenatal vitamins because I had missed the 1st 4 months of my pregnancy and that the baby needed the vitamins to be stronger. Few weeks later I went for another checkup and I had to be rushed to the hospital by ambulance. I was dilating and the baby was coming so I had to get an emergency surgery to insert a cyrcloge to prevent delivering early. The surgery was successful, for the rest of my pregnancy I was on bed rest and I couldn’t walk. I had to get home schooled until I delivered.
My mom asked the doctor about the hole, and the doctor told mom it was nothing to worry about, and it would more than likely go away on its own. So my mom did not worry about it. At Hannah’s six week and eighteen month checkups, my mom brought the tiny needle shapped hole up,and the doctors still said the same thing about it going away on its own. Hannah had nummerous well child checkups and immunizations, each time docter said the same thing . When Hannah started kindergarten, some strange things started happening with the hole in her neck.
“If we had found it any later, he would have died,” my dad’s doctor told my mother; it took the hospital too long to realized that my dad’s appendix had ruptured. The hospital had kept misdiagnosing him, and they were now trying to convince my mom the hospital wasn’t at fault. At the time, I was only eleven years old, and I was too naïve to know what was going on. However, I could see that everyone in my family was stressed about my father’s surgery he just had and his condition. In the past few days my mother had only been home for an hour a day to take a shower and have a snack.
After a week, she felt something was wrong with her body and she turned up pregnant with her fifth child. Her cousins, Sadie and Margaret, told her that the pain probably had something to do with the baby. “However, Henrietta said that it was not, because the knot is there before the baby” (Skloot 36). After her son was born, Henrietta told her husband, David Lack, to bring her to the doctor because she was bleeding in her vagina when it was not her time. They went to a clinic at Johns Hopkins hospital.
No one wanted to face the fact the she had to go through this. As my sister and I told my grandma, “good luck” and reassured her everything would be okay, we all new how dangerous this surgery was. My grandmother was operated on in Roswell Park Cancer Institute, the doctor said she would be fine, but as time went on we found out that she wasn’t going to be fine. The day of the surgery, I came home from school to hear that something had happened during surgery. The doctor told my family that my grandmother had become septic which forced a second surgery and a move to the intensive care unit (ICU) for three weeks, where she had to be put on life support.
Eventually, we decided to put a G-tube in place. The doctor's criticized me for wanting this for my child. What parent would choose an elective surgery? Why not just let her stay in the hospital for months learning to properly feed? My husband and I put a lot of thought into that decision, he advised us that most babies with a cleft palate as severe as my daughter's didn't start eating from a bottle until around nine or ten months old.
Unfortunately, she did not latch on right away. She was born at 1:12 pm, however, she did not nurse until midnight. During this period she was given a couple ounces of formula. Jane explained how she felt when they gave her daughter formula: “I was happy when they gave her a little formula, because it was a long day for her. I went into labor at 7am, after she endured a lot of stress, I delivered her at 1:12pm, and she had not eaten all day long.” The birth of her baby had taken its toll on both mother and baby .
One by one as they would come in the room they tried to comfort me since I had already been warned that my son might not live very long after his birth. Not only because of his birth defect, however because he would be born at only 32 weeks of gestation. I felt that the whole world was caving in on me. The room became silent; I would only hear the beeping sound of all the machines I was hooked up to. When my son was born they rushed him to the intensive care unit.
Once again Blair was let down because the medicine did not work, so Dr. Bass had to prescribe a stronger medicine and it worked. After a few days of no pain Blair was in class when all of a sudden it happened again, the pain was back. Blair tried to stay calm and went to the bathroom. Luckily Blair’s mom works at the school she goes to so she was excused to go talk to her mother, Mrs. Waldorf. Blair explained to her mom that the pain was back and her mom immediately called Dr. Bass and seemed confused on why the pain was back.
I want to be apart of saving someone 's life just like my grandmothers nurse saved her life. When my grandmother had a stroke, she had to be in the hospital for like two weeks. Her blood pressure would be going up and down and her sugar levels would not want to stay stable either. The nurse she had her name was rachel, she had the biggest smiles I had ever seen. She loved my grandmother she would come and chat with us anytime she could.