My birthing experience is water under the bridge. My new challenge is to have a second round of embryo transfer or not? I like to have another baby but I am afraid of my birthing ordeal.
I am now 39 years old, I need to decide and act fast. One more baby or not? How many embryo shall we transfer? Huahuahua... The crying sound of my baby if he is hungry. What if I have twins with double huahuahua? It is challenging. I can imagine that I am carrying two babies under my armpit and breastfeeding at the same time. My son's pedia is against milk formula.
Before everything else, can we have a successful implantation? My prepregnancy weight was 130 lbs . During pregnancy, my weight was 170 lbs. Now, it is 160 lbs. where did my excess weight go? Should I lose weight? Whatelse should I do to increase my chance of implantation success? I am not confident that we may succeed the second time around. Am I officially declared as 'fertile' mom?
Sunday, September 20, 2015
Saturday, September 19, 2015
I hate my anesthesiologist
I hate my anesthesiologist. I should have backed out before the c-section. But, I was transfused with blood products already. I don't want to call off the c-section that day. Should I trust this arrogant anesthesiologist?
I told him that I am allergic to three local anesthetics. He gave me a sarcastic reply: doctors cant be a good accountant. And accountants cant be a good doctor. I guess this was his most polite reply. This is short of saying mind your own business.
This is dumb I do, dumb I dont situation. i will be blamed for anti untowards incident that may happened to me if I dont declare before the procedure that I am allergic to some anesthestetics. If I tell the doctor that I am allergic to some local anesthetics, he feels I am a know-it-all person, as if I am trying to compete with his bread and butter. Hey! It is my right to be informed as a patient.
He said nobody gets allergy from local anesthetics. He will be using preservative free anesthetics. Then, I asked what anesthetics shall he use? He replied: he will not put his license at stake for my operation. Wow! That sounds reassurance ah. People develop allergy from preservatives only! Noted, sir!
I remember during the procedure he put gas into my nose. I just dont know what gas is it. When, I was in the recovery room, I saw red light blinking in their monitor. I try to peep on the monitor, but i was helplessly unable to carry my body. I was too tried to talk, Too tired to ask what went wrong. I was then put into trendelenburg position. Hmmm... What went wrong? How much was my blood pressure? A week after my discharge, I asked the hospital to release my medical record particularly the anesthesia record. Ouch, my blood pressure was 70/40. I guess I had made a correct reading.
I remember before discharging me from the recovery room this arrogant anesthesiologist told me that I may experience itch. It is not allergy but it is a reaction to morphine. He has prescribed an antidote. I then said: not benadryl yah! He gave me the assurance that the antidote to itch is not benadryl. It is Nubain. Nubain contains preservatives. I got difficulty breathing right after. Is it the result of my anesthesiologist negligence?
By the way, what is the credential of Dr. William Billy Ong ?
I told him that I am allergic to three local anesthetics. He gave me a sarcastic reply: doctors cant be a good accountant. And accountants cant be a good doctor. I guess this was his most polite reply. This is short of saying mind your own business.
This is dumb I do, dumb I dont situation. i will be blamed for anti untowards incident that may happened to me if I dont declare before the procedure that I am allergic to some anesthestetics. If I tell the doctor that I am allergic to some local anesthetics, he feels I am a know-it-all person, as if I am trying to compete with his bread and butter. Hey! It is my right to be informed as a patient.
He said nobody gets allergy from local anesthetics. He will be using preservative free anesthetics. Then, I asked what anesthetics shall he use? He replied: he will not put his license at stake for my operation. Wow! That sounds reassurance ah. People develop allergy from preservatives only! Noted, sir!
I remember during the procedure he put gas into my nose. I just dont know what gas is it. When, I was in the recovery room, I saw red light blinking in their monitor. I try to peep on the monitor, but i was helplessly unable to carry my body. I was too tried to talk, Too tired to ask what went wrong. I was then put into trendelenburg position. Hmmm... What went wrong? How much was my blood pressure? A week after my discharge, I asked the hospital to release my medical record particularly the anesthesia record. Ouch, my blood pressure was 70/40. I guess I had made a correct reading.
I remember before discharging me from the recovery room this arrogant anesthesiologist told me that I may experience itch. It is not allergy but it is a reaction to morphine. He has prescribed an antidote. I then said: not benadryl yah! He gave me the assurance that the antidote to itch is not benadryl. It is Nubain. Nubain contains preservatives. I got difficulty breathing right after. Is it the result of my anesthesiologist negligence?
By the way, what is the credential of Dr. William Billy Ong ?
Saturday, September 5, 2015
my birthing experience
On the eve of my baby's birthing day, I was transfused with 3 packs of fresh frozen plasma. Unfortunately, I had reaction to the second pack of fresh frozen plasma. I have developed uticarial rashes. I was put on intravenous Benadryl 50mg. Then, the nurse told me that the medicine was a bit sharp and painful when injected. True enough, in a few seconds I have felt the drug running up my vein towards my lungs. Then, I complained I have difficulty in breathing. I felt like passing out. My companion said she can feel my neck veins while I was breathing as if I was striving to breathe. I should have been sedated by Benadryl but I am afraid to sleep. I felt something bad may happen and I have chills also. My companion told me that my voice was terribly weak. I just uttered: aircon off, I cant breathe, press buzzer. Moments later, several hospital coming in and out of my room. After few more minutes, I felt a painful contraction. Then, I began to worry about my baby. Did I just had a drug overdose? Is my baby still alive? I wanted to cry. I am so near to giving birth yet it seems I cannot control my fate. I prayed and I just surrender to my fate. Life is really unfair. Poor me, where is my husband? I dont have the energy to inform him about my tragedy. I was awake but drowsy, but i can feel hospital staffs coming in and out of my room. According to my companion, they seem are in panic mode. Then, the resident doctor rushed to checked my baby's heartbeat with a portable doppler. I was relieved to hear that the baby is still alive.
It was 4 am already, I tried to sleep but I could not. I was too weak to move also. I manage to negotiate a 5 minutes extension because I wish to take a bath first before going to the delivery room. I arrived the delivery room at 5:05 am. I was 5 minutes late but the doctors just came at around 6:15 am. Poor me, I should have a one hour extension instead of 5 minutes extension.
I was around 6:30 when they curled my body like a shrimp and injected a local anesthetics on my spine. i felt like being electrocuted by several thousands of thin wires. Shortly after, I lose control on my legs. Then, they crucified me. they put blood pressure monitor on my right arms and hook morphine on my left arm.
I never thought the medicine on my left hand was morphine. Did morphine let me felt like in cloud nine? I felt my legs were floating. But, I cannot control my legs. I can control my head only during the procedure. I was helpless. My life was in the hands of my obgyne and anesthesiologist. I was shattering, my teeth was clenching and my arms was shaking throughout the entire procedure. I had developed an intense itch from morphine after the procedure. I tried to withstand the itch. Finally, I gave in about 4:30pm. Then, they gave me Nubain- anti itch and anti pain ya. It sounds nice! We can strike two birds with one stone. unfortunately, less than 5 minutes after injecting Nubain, I felt intense heat running down my feet. I was sweating and I had difficulty in breathing. my respiratory rythm was one short inhale and followed by two exhales.
then, I sent an sms to my Obgyne: minimal meds, pls! No more anti-itch and pain killers! I will withstand the pain! is my jinx a product of ghost month? or is it negligence on part of my doctors.
It was 4 am already, I tried to sleep but I could not. I was too weak to move also. I manage to negotiate a 5 minutes extension because I wish to take a bath first before going to the delivery room. I arrived the delivery room at 5:05 am. I was 5 minutes late but the doctors just came at around 6:15 am. Poor me, I should have a one hour extension instead of 5 minutes extension.
I was around 6:30 when they curled my body like a shrimp and injected a local anesthetics on my spine. i felt like being electrocuted by several thousands of thin wires. Shortly after, I lose control on my legs. Then, they crucified me. they put blood pressure monitor on my right arms and hook morphine on my left arm.
I never thought the medicine on my left hand was morphine. Did morphine let me felt like in cloud nine? I felt my legs were floating. But, I cannot control my legs. I can control my head only during the procedure. I was helpless. My life was in the hands of my obgyne and anesthesiologist. I was shattering, my teeth was clenching and my arms was shaking throughout the entire procedure. I had developed an intense itch from morphine after the procedure. I tried to withstand the itch. Finally, I gave in about 4:30pm. Then, they gave me Nubain- anti itch and anti pain ya. It sounds nice! We can strike two birds with one stone. unfortunately, less than 5 minutes after injecting Nubain, I felt intense heat running down my feet. I was sweating and I had difficulty in breathing. my respiratory rythm was one short inhale and followed by two exhales.
then, I sent an sms to my Obgyne: minimal meds, pls! No more anti-itch and pain killers! I will withstand the pain! is my jinx a product of ghost month? or is it negligence on part of my doctors.
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
today is platelet aphresis day
My husband brought a donor to Red Cross for platelet aphresis. How come he was labelled as Type O+ blood before? We have done the screening last week. How come Red Cross just told us in the last minute that our donor is of different blood type?
We were caught empty handed. Where shall we get a replacement donor? It is a disaster! Can I postpone the c-section a day later? Is my amniotic fluid still within the safe level? Come what may.
I pray for a successful delivery.
We were caught empty handed. Where shall we get a replacement donor? It is a disaster! Can I postpone the c-section a day later? Is my amniotic fluid still within the safe level? Come what may.
I pray for a successful delivery.
What is my son's name?
My husband is an old school. He prefers to use a very common name. So that when he calls out that name everybody will turn their heads. I am not against being an old school. However, the combination of names he suggested were mismatches. Like for example:
1. Alexander Egbert. My husband's middle name is Elbert. Ouch... My son will end up as a laughing stock. Egg-bert. He wants the middle name starts with letter E. But, I dont feel any name would fit if combined with Alexander.
2. Alexander Mark. He tries to convince me that name sounds good. I tried to be diplomatic. I suggested Mark Alexander instead. But, he insists Alexander should be the first name. Grrr.... Because my husband's name starts with letter A.
Unfortunately, all my suggestions were rejected. Last night, I told him. I dont want to search the internet for middle name anymore as I have proposed more than 20 names already. I forced him to choose from my short list of eight names. That includes Mark Alexander and Alexander Egbert.
To be fair, he suggested why not try to look for names that starts with letter S. Because, my name starts with letter S. I told him: If I am going to choose a name that starts with letter S, it should be the first name. Alexander should be a middle name, otherwise my son will have an initial of ASS.
Why are we so meticulous? Having a unique name or a very common name does not guarantee that our baby will grow up to be a successful man with great contribution to our society. Ai... So be it! Alexander Wayne.
I hope my husband is not fickle minded. What weird suggestions shall I receive in the next two days?
1. Alexander Egbert. My husband's middle name is Elbert. Ouch... My son will end up as a laughing stock. Egg-bert. He wants the middle name starts with letter E. But, I dont feel any name would fit if combined with Alexander.
2. Alexander Mark. He tries to convince me that name sounds good. I tried to be diplomatic. I suggested Mark Alexander instead. But, he insists Alexander should be the first name. Grrr.... Because my husband's name starts with letter A.
Unfortunately, all my suggestions were rejected. Last night, I told him. I dont want to search the internet for middle name anymore as I have proposed more than 20 names already. I forced him to choose from my short list of eight names. That includes Mark Alexander and Alexander Egbert.
To be fair, he suggested why not try to look for names that starts with letter S. Because, my name starts with letter S. I told him: If I am going to choose a name that starts with letter S, it should be the first name. Alexander should be a middle name, otherwise my son will have an initial of ASS.
Why are we so meticulous? Having a unique name or a very common name does not guarantee that our baby will grow up to be a successful man with great contribution to our society. Ai... So be it! Alexander Wayne.
I hope my husband is not fickle minded. What weird suggestions shall I receive in the next two days?
Tomorrow is sept 2
My three donors went to Red Cross for blood letting today. I will be needing three packs of fresh frozen plasma. And tomorrow, one donor will be sent to Red Cross for platelet apheresis. And, I will be going to have a check up at my obgyne's clinic tomorrow morning.
Mixed emotions... Am I excited? For sure, I am scared. What shall I eat for my dinner tonight? It should be something extra ordinary. Ouch... Never mind... Stop fantasizing my dinner! It is not the same as the last meal offered to convicts before their execution. Sad to say, I feel something like that. Shall I survive the operating table? I need to celebrate tonight! But, I feel guilty if I dine out and I still defy my doctor's order- complete bed rest.
Other people before me have survived the c-section. Why am I afraid? It is just like doing a bungy jumping with harness. Yep, I did bungy jumping before. It is safe. But, I dont know why am I so unease. What is the incidence rate of the rope accident? Ehem... What anesthesia shall I use on Sept 3? Haha, morphine or cocaine!
I pray for a successful delivery.
Mixed emotions... Am I excited? For sure, I am scared. What shall I eat for my dinner tonight? It should be something extra ordinary. Ouch... Never mind... Stop fantasizing my dinner! It is not the same as the last meal offered to convicts before their execution. Sad to say, I feel something like that. Shall I survive the operating table? I need to celebrate tonight! But, I feel guilty if I dine out and I still defy my doctor's order- complete bed rest.
Other people before me have survived the c-section. Why am I afraid? It is just like doing a bungy jumping with harness. Yep, I did bungy jumping before. It is safe. But, I dont know why am I so unease. What is the incidence rate of the rope accident? Ehem... What anesthesia shall I use on Sept 3? Haha, morphine or cocaine!
I pray for a successful delivery.
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