09/22/2022
🤰Birth Story
I'm excited to share the birth story of my younger brother today. :) As mentioned in yesterday's post, we are grateful for the expertise and training we have today in order to provide care in emergent situations!
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In 1997, our family moved to Cambodia as missionaries. We had six children. Caring for six children in a 3rd world country had challenges, and I have to admit I was a little fearful. When I realized at the beginning of 1998 that I was pregnant, I was more than a little fearful! My first thought was "I can't do this here. We need to go back to the states." The Lord calmed my fears though and I also talked with others who had been in the same situation.
I found out that another missionary wife had gone to Bangkok, Thailand to have her babies. Going to Thailand by land would be very difficult, but it was a short flight from Phnom Penh. We wondered if doing this would be offensive to the Cambodians we were trying to reach. The Lord brought another woman across our path who told us about her friend who had died when she gave birth in a Cambodian hospital. She advised us to go to Thailand.
Several months later I got to experience a short time in a hospital in Phnom Penh. It was late at night and I started having severe abdominal pain. Nothing I did relieved it, and I started fearing that I was going into premature labor. We called the "SOS" clinic - a clinic for foreigners that we had used before. A young Asian doctor came to our house. He didn't know what was wrong, so he offered to drive us to a hospital. I was still in a lot of pain, so I laid down in the back seat. On the way to the hospital I shifted to my other side. The pain let up. I told my husband and the doctor, but they thought I should get checked out anyway. They took me into the "emergency room". A woman immediately wanted to check to see how much I was dilated. I tried to tell her that it was not time for me to deliver. She checked anyway. They took me to another room for an ultrasound. When the person doing it told me where my baby's head was, I realized it was right under my gallbladder. They said everything looked fine. I diagnosed myself. I think he was pushing on my gallbladder. I think when I shifted in the car, his head moved enough to give the needed relief!
I did go to the doctor who was recommended in Bangkok (pictured below with Rachel). I immediately liked her. She was fluent in English and very reassuring about my situation. I had delivered all of my babies naturally. I had never had an epidural.
We had to go to Bangkok one month before my due date, so I still had permission to make the short international flight. Dr. Nisarat's office was in the hospital. I saw her every week and everything looked fine at those appointments.
I had an appointment with her on Wednesday, September 17th. She said the baby was in perfect position, head down, and ready to go! I noticed on Friday that the baby was very active. It felt like he was doing somersaults. Looking back, I realize that's unusual once a baby is head down, but I didn't think anything of it. We were trying to keep our children busy while waiting, so I did a lot of walking on Saturday.
Late Saturday night I started having contractions. In all of my pregnancies, my contractions were never regular until I was well dilated and close to delivery. At first, I assumed these were not the "real thing". They continued all night though, so while my family slept, I started getting things in order. We didn't have anyone to watch our children, so we all had to go to the hospital!
Early Sunday morning, September 20th, we all got in a taxi and headed for Samitivej Hospital. I wondered if this was a false alarm, but was still having contractions.
I wasn't prepared for what the doctor would say when I laid down on her exam table. She started feeling my belly and looked concerned. She said, "I can't find the head". (She knew exactly where it was on Wednesday.) She immediately took me to get an ultrasound.
She explained while I looked at the image. My baby had turned sideways, the cord was around his neck, and my bag of waters was bulging. She told me that if my water broke she would only have 20 minutes to save him. I had to have an emergency c-section.
Dr. Nisarat quickly let my husband know. She told him to leave our children with the nurses and they would take care of them. (They had all brought things to entertain themselves & we had told our oldest son, Ben, he would be in charge. The nurses did watch over them and probably spoiled them a little too!)
I was rushed to an operating room. The doctor asked if I wanted an epidural or to be put to sleep. She did explain that the epidural would gradually wear off, so it would help with pain. I was scared though, so I just said "Put me to sleep."
I woke up to find out I had a healthy baby boy who was fine. I also woke up to excruciating pain! I honestly wanted to say, "Can you just put me back to sleep?"
The hospital was excellent, but things are different in Thailand. I was not offered anything for pain other than something like Tylenol. It had no effect. They really don't even give bottle feeding as an option. I had planned to breastfeed anyway. I wondered if I wasn't offered pain medicine because I was breastfeeding.
Recovery was rough, but my doctor told me I would be in the hospital for a week. Those first few days I was in so much pain I could not move without help. I think not being prepared mentally for the c-section was a factor. My body and mind were both in shock! The nurses were great and they did a lot for me. I knew that I would have never had a week in the hospital in the US, but I needed it in Thailand. That full week in the hospital cost about as much as one day (or less) in a hospital in the states.
We knew we had made the right decision. My life and my son's life would have been in danger in a Cambodian hospital. We're very thankful for the experience in Bangkok.
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Thank you, Mama for sharing that story with us. I'm so thankful for God's protection over the two of you. I cannot imagine going through a situation like that in a third world country. You amaze me! :)
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One thing my mom shared with me is that she wished she had been more prepared for a situation like that. Although it is hard to think of emergencies happening, being prepared as to how you will handle them does often relieve a lot of fear. I'm an advocate for discussing what you will do if you do need a c-section or something does come up during labor. Talk with your doctor, midwife, or doula about the process of c-sections and what to expect in preparation for, during the surgery, and the recovery afterwards.
Hope you all have a wonderful rest of your week! :)