Not Again!

On Monday night we made a trip to the emergency room because I was spiking a 102 degree fever. I kept thinking, "How in the world is this happening? I've felt so much better this time!" I know I sort of explained what happened with Jack but it has a lot to do with what's happening now so I thought I'd go into more detail.


I had a classical/vertical incision with our first child, Amelia, when I had a placental abruption. It was an emergency and she was so early that the only way to do the c-section was to do it vertically. Unfortunately you always have to have c-sections once you have one done that way. When I was pregnant with Jack I went on bedrest at 26 weeks and was treated for pre-term labor. Apparently I was having symptoms of preterm labor only I did not recognize it. The contractions I had caused my uterus to rupture and Jack was born fairly healthy due to the fact that I was already at the hospital for a doctor's appointment (that's where my doctor is located) and also because my doctor is brilliant. After I was released from the hospital I started having 102+ fevers but I knew I was on antibiotics so I didn't worry too much besides I didn't like the doctor on call (long long story) so I didn't call until I knew he was off-call. The doctor I talked to said I should take some more antibiotics so she called in a prescription. I took it for two days until my doctor was back in town and I called him. He had me come in right away for some tests and admitted me to the hospital. I had an abscess somewhere in my abdomen. It wasn't related to the incision, it was way deep inside. I spent a week in the hospital on some really strong antibiotics and had to have CT scans and procedures to cure the abscess (I won't go into the details-yuck!) every day. When I finally was allowed to go home I had to come in to the doctor's office every day including weekends for a couple of weeks. The whole experience was awful. I was so depressed. I cried the entire time I was there. Jack had come home the day before I had to go back in so he and DH were on their own.


This time I kept saying that had I known how I was supposed to feel after a "normal" c-section when Jack was born; meaning one that didn't require blood transfusions etc. I would have known something was seriously wrong. I thought I was just overdoing it when I started feeling tired and blah again after feeling so good the first few days of being home. I didn't have much pain other than when the fevers would come on I would get really achy. In fact I would call the nurse whenever my head/body started hurting and I started getting dizzy and it would be 102+ every time. Anyhow, I'm doing better. I was finally able to see the babies when I was cleared for discharge. I hadn't realized how much I had missed them. They are still doing really well.