It was my daughters VERY first day of school, my hubby took the day off so we could take her, meet the teacher and settle her in etc. Well I started having bad cramps that morning (was 7 weeks pregnant), we took our daughter to school but had to leave earlier than planned so I could go to the hospital. Whilst I was waiting for an ambulance to transfer me to a different hospital, I collapsed (sign of fallopian tube rupture). I was transferring to a different hospital because the hospital had a more advanced ultrasound machine.
My hubby had to go and pick our daughter up from school as the first day was a half day, he took her to his brothers so they could care for her. During that time I got to the other hospital and as I was waiting to check in my brother saw me. He was at the emergency department with my Poppa and Aunty, it was a coincidence he was there (Poppa had a TIA). My brother kept me company whilst waiting for hubby.
I was in so much pain and it was getting worse except it was my neck and shoulders that were hurting the most. I was literally screaming and asking to die, it was the most excruciating pain I have ever experienced (even worse than childbirth). The doctor just said I had pulled a muscle, he was a dickhead. After being in hospital for 8 hours they eventually gave me the ultrasound. The technician said almost immediately that I was full of fluid (bleeding internally) and needed surgery immediately. I had my fallopian tube removed and needed blood transfusions. The surgeon said it was touch and go at one point.
During the hospital stay I was moved 3 times in 4-5 days due to lack of beds. As they were moving me to a 4 bed room I saw a woman listening to her babies heartbeat. As you can imagine after my ordeal the last thing I needed was to see/hear that. I literally broke down. I was taken to the waiting room so they could sort something out and they ended up forgetting about me.
I rang my dad to see if he was going to visit me especially as the hospital was on the way home from work. He said he couldn’t because of Chinese New Year. He almost lost his daughter yet Chinese New Year with his wife (mail order bride) was more important. My brother was with me and was furious so he rang my dad to have a go at him. An hour later he shows up, this is just ONE time my dad has disappointed and hurt me. But that’s a story for another day.
Anyway 2 days later I was waiting for the Dr to come check on me so I could be discharged. Whilst I was waiting I decided to have a shower. I asked a nurse for some towels and a flannel. I got in the shower and realised the flannel was in fact a baby singlet. A f***ing baby singlet, that I was supposed to use to wash the blood caused by a failed pregnancy. I ended up sitting on the floor in the shower with the flannel laid on my abdomen and bawled my eyes out.
When I rang my hubby and told him what happened he was absolutely LIVID. He rang the hospital and demanded I see a DR now to be discharged and he will be making a complaint. Finally the Dr saw me, filled out the discharge papers and left. I was not given any post op advice or after care instructions and no one came to take my IV’s out. I had to go to the nurses desk to take out all 7 IV’s. I ended up organising my after care with my GP.
It’s been a bit over 9 years since then and I am okay. I had my rainbow child 6 years ago and now my family is complete.