I had an emergency c-section for the birth of my son Zac. During the operation I lost over a litre of blood. After the delivery I spiked a temperature -at the height of the temperature it reached 39.4!I became tachycardic (a fast heart beat) at 138-144bpm and had rigors (shivering caused by a high or low temperature) and sweating. realising I felt really dizzy and weak and I kept going hot and cold.
The doctors started me on IV antibiotics but they didn’t help. The doctors couldn’t understand why I wasn’t getting any better – this made me so frustrated and emotional. I somehow felt like I was letting Zac down and that I couldn’t be a proper mum to him because we couldn’t go home. The doctors conferred with microbiologists and fiddled with the IV antibiotics. They took swabs from just about every place and nothing showed up. I’ve watched enough medical stuff to knew that meant the High Dependency Unit!
I began to feel iller and iller and the doctors were still puzzled. I only knew how sick I was when the porter asked the midwife on my transfer to the HDU where I was going and she said HDU1. They began a blood transfusion soon after hooking me up to all the monitors. I don’t know if it was the blood transfusion but I became very ill. My blood pressure dropped to 65/35. I was really scared as I knew I must be really sick. They got my partner a bed and he was able to stay for our whole stay in the HDU. As I gradually got sicker I was unable to look after Zac and had to get the midwifes to look after him for me. They added gentamicin to my antibiotics and also put me on iv anti-sickness as I was feeling very sick. They got the anaesthetist to come and re-site my cannula and he asked what was up and the midwife said SEPSIS. No one told me this even though it was written in my notes so I googled to find out about it – then it dawned on me how sick I actually was. I felt like I would never get better and that I would never get out of the hospital.
The doctors set me a temperature allowance of anything under 37.5 and we all waited with baited breath every time my temperature was taken. The doctors even made a point of stating how sick I was and how sick I’d been. I was in the hospital so long I became friends with the midwifes and they cheered when we got to go home!! Xxx