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VERY LONG I APOLOGIZE
Sorry to bring this up in the midst of fall camp but any prayer is needed at this point.
This was my past weekend....
Friday.
The day was normal my wife complained of "normal" pregnancy pains. I headed to work at 1:50pm like normal. My wife text me saying "I have a splitting head ache", so I text back "haha well you better put it back together". That was around 3:30, she text back then I never heard from here. Which is normal because she naps throughout the day. Then around 4 I receive a phone from a number I do not recognize so I ignore it, but my phone continues to ring off the hook. Then it shows up that my wife is calling. This is not normal. I answer and she is hysterical (not that unusual because she can over react a lot) but she say's she is bleeding (that too was normal for her because she has been high risk from the beginning). When I hear that I don't think much until I can hear the pain in her voice and the complete terror. I did what you would see in a movie a bolt out of work with little to no explanation.
Of course living in Houston at 5:00 pm it is rush hour. So I am rushing home while on the phone with my wife who seems to be slowly fading away. But I am stuck in traffic. I hear commotion and it turns out to be the ambulance showing up. So we hang up as I try my hardest to make it to the hospital.
From the moment she called 911 it took an hour plus, to make it to the hospital. All the while she is bleeding profusely.
I eventually arrive at the hospital where we find out she had a placenta abruption. Which is where the placenta in a pregnant woman rips from the lining of the uterus. Something that can be monitored with constant doctor care and being placed on bed rest for the remainder of the pregnancy.
She was eventually moved to a hospital downtown. So while she was moved I went home to a "murder scene", that, at least, is the best way to describe it. There was blood everywhere, thick thick puddles of blood. I was honestly horrified. But I had to clean it up. Which was painful.
Eventually I arrived back at the new hospital where we settled in. This was around 3:00am I was awoke by the nurses doing an annual check. So I tossed and turned trying to get back to sleep until it sounded like something was wrong so I just laid there listening, with the blanket over my head. The doctor came in about 10 minutes later to announce our baby had passed away in the womb.
The worst news I have ever heard but I was still half asleep and could not believe it.
They told my wife she must still go through the labor process, we found this out at around 4:30am and she did not give birth to our son until 11:30pm. He was the most beautiful baby I have ever seen in my life. But it was also the hardest day of my life and still continues to be.
We are burying him on Friday, which will be even worse.
I just ask for prayers for my wife and I that we make it through these times and are blessed with a child in the future.
This whole post may be for me just to release some emotion. I have rarely cried in front of my wife because I need to be strong for her, but I have definitely cried on the phone with my mother and in private.
Sorry if this is a downer but it was a good release for me, sorry again.
God Bless
Sorry to bring this up in the midst of fall camp but any prayer is needed at this point.
This was my past weekend....
Friday.
The day was normal my wife complained of "normal" pregnancy pains. I headed to work at 1:50pm like normal. My wife text me saying "I have a splitting head ache", so I text back "haha well you better put it back together". That was around 3:30, she text back then I never heard from here. Which is normal because she naps throughout the day. Then around 4 I receive a phone from a number I do not recognize so I ignore it, but my phone continues to ring off the hook. Then it shows up that my wife is calling. This is not normal. I answer and she is hysterical (not that unusual because she can over react a lot) but she say's she is bleeding (that too was normal for her because she has been high risk from the beginning). When I hear that I don't think much until I can hear the pain in her voice and the complete terror. I did what you would see in a movie a bolt out of work with little to no explanation.
Of course living in Houston at 5:00 pm it is rush hour. So I am rushing home while on the phone with my wife who seems to be slowly fading away. But I am stuck in traffic. I hear commotion and it turns out to be the ambulance showing up. So we hang up as I try my hardest to make it to the hospital.
From the moment she called 911 it took an hour plus, to make it to the hospital. All the while she is bleeding profusely.
I eventually arrive at the hospital where we find out she had a placenta abruption. Which is where the placenta in a pregnant woman rips from the lining of the uterus. Something that can be monitored with constant doctor care and being placed on bed rest for the remainder of the pregnancy.
She was eventually moved to a hospital downtown. So while she was moved I went home to a "murder scene", that, at least, is the best way to describe it. There was blood everywhere, thick thick puddles of blood. I was honestly horrified. But I had to clean it up. Which was painful.
Eventually I arrived back at the new hospital where we settled in. This was around 3:00am I was awoke by the nurses doing an annual check. So I tossed and turned trying to get back to sleep until it sounded like something was wrong so I just laid there listening, with the blanket over my head. The doctor came in about 10 minutes later to announce our baby had passed away in the womb.
The worst news I have ever heard but I was still half asleep and could not believe it.
They told my wife she must still go through the labor process, we found this out at around 4:30am and she did not give birth to our son until 11:30pm. He was the most beautiful baby I have ever seen in my life. But it was also the hardest day of my life and still continues to be.
We are burying him on Friday, which will be even worse.
I just ask for prayers for my wife and I that we make it through these times and are blessed with a child in the future.
This whole post may be for me just to release some emotion. I have rarely cried in front of my wife because I need to be strong for her, but I have definitely cried on the phone with my mother and in private.
Sorry if this is a downer but it was a good release for me, sorry again.
God Bless
