On December 17, here are my photos during the wedding of our friends Ross and Gigi. They got married in church, as their first wedding was by a civil ceremony. But she really wanted to get married in church and finally her dream came true. The wedding was supposed to be last year but she got pregnant with her second child, so the wedding was postponed for this year. I was their matron of honor. Now it was my time to be pregnant. hehe
I still looked good, didn’t I? The problem was, for almost two weeks prior to the wedding, I had been suffering pain on my left flank. I was told that it was just part of the pregnancy aches and pains, so we just kept rubbing liniment on my back. But the pain persisted. Sometimes, if I would change position, it will go away. Sometimes the pain is bearable, sometimes, I would writhe in pain. During the wedding ceremony, I was trying to sit upright while rubbing by back from time to time.
The position of the pain was in the area where I could place my palm on it. Could it be a kidney problem? Naaa…I disregarded the thought. I was on denial.
The day after the wedding, the pain was unbearable. My mother-in-law went with me to my OB-Gynecologist’s clinic because she saw that I was already crying and writhing in pain. When my doctor saw me, she exclaimed that I came to her after two weeks of trying to bear it. She suspected two things–air trapped in my intestines or kidney stones.
She had me admitted to the hospital immediately because she wanted to monitor the condition of the baby. After all, I was only five months pregnant–to early for the baby to be born prematurely. I was placed on wheelchair and wheeled to the Labor Room of the Doctor’s Hospital here in Bacolod City for observation. I texted my husband at work (he was then working in a BPO company called Teletech) and then my parents that I had been admitted to the hospital for observation and medication. My parents panicked when they learned that I was already in the Labor Room because they thought I was having premature contractions. hehe It was only later that I realized the gravity of my text.
Anyway, I was attached to the fetal monitor and was scheduled to have a KUB Ultrasound. The baby was okay, but the problem was, everytime I felt the colicky pain, the baby would feel the peristaltic movements in my insides that the baby would move away from the pain as much as possible. Though normally, a woman’s bump is found in front of her, my bump was found on my right side every time the colicky pain would happen. Poor baby.
At first, I was given Buscopan tablet for pain management. The pain subsided for awhile then came back, stronger. I was then given the Buscopan injection. The effect was faster and longer. But it came back again. Then I was injected with Nubain (Nalbuphine hydrochloride). The moment the drug came in, I felt like getting transported to another land. But I could feel the baby tossing and turning inside of me. I was aware of what the baby was doing, but in the conscious world, I was already asleep.
The baby was continually monitored and all vital signs are okay. Then it was time for me to have my ultrasound. It was then found out that that I have a very small kidney stone the size of a very small pebble that was already dislodged about 1 inch from the left kidney into my ureter. It is shaped like a baby’s upper incisor. It is small but since the ureter is like the size of a Zest-O straw, of course, it is having difficulty passing through. Thus, it is causing the colicky pain.
And by the way, we did now know the gender of our baby, as my earlier ultrasound did not clearly show her private parts. But during my KUB ultrasound, the ultrasonologist just blurted out, “Girl.” What? I almost sat up from the stretcher despite the pain. Dennis wasn’t around to hear it, so there was just no thrill in the announcement. We were not able to get a copy of the baby’s photo as everything happened so fast. But since I had my ultrasound done again before we left the hospital, the ultrasonologist (a different one) gave me a copy of her photo. 😀
My OB-Gyne is now working with a urologist. The doctor told us that considering my very pregnant state, we only had two options: 1) to have a stent inserted into my ureter so that it will enlarge and enable the stone to come out. It is a minor surgery that will need spinal anesthesia. In order to avoid another operation while I am pregnant, the stent will stay there until I give birth, after which I will still get on the operating room table. 2) Wait for the stone to come out while taking medications.
Well, we opted for the second one and just presented everything to God.
I was hospitalized for 3 nights and 4 days. I was released on Dec. 20, 2009. By December 24, I was back at the hospital, as the pain continued. I just wanted to be injected with a pain killer, but my doctor wanted to monitor the condition again. Since the pain would come and go, she advised for me to be on home confinement while having a heplock attached to me. That would enable a caregiver to inject and ampule of Buscopan for the pain to subside. When it becomes unbearable, then I would be given Nubain. But I think she only allotted a couple of Nubain ampules for me. Not more than that because too much of it might harm the baby.
So I was released on December 26 after spending a lonely Christmas at the hospital. My uncle Nene and brother Buboy came home for Christmas, but well, they celebrated it during the day with us in the hospital. At least, we had lots of food. But I was actually crying on Christmas eve not because my husband and I are alone but because I was watching CSI reruns continually and I would get emotional over the stories.
Below is our picture just before I was released from the hospital the second time around. This was also the last time we used my camera. It fell off the feeding table with a loud thud. The camera lens hit the floor and that was the end of my 5-year-old Nikon Coolpix S5 camera that I bought in Hong Kong when I was still single. Not really a good time to break, but well, we might as well accept the fact.
Here I am now at home. Some non-working registered nurses in our church are helping me out. They stay with me round the clock as they administered my drugs and helped me get around. I am so thankful to Apple, Alex, and Philip. They are very helpful. And they rendered their services for free. God bless you!
God knows when the stone will come out. For now, I only trust Him for His best for me and my unborn child. We entrust protection, strength and provision to Him.
Our other hospital photos: Alex and Joe visited me. Dennis sleeping on the couch. He was so tired as he was working everyday at the call center with a very stressful assignment. My Nanay and Mama chatting beside my bed. Lilia, Sally, and Lian also visited.
P.S. Inday also took care of me in the hospital. Thanks for reminding me day! haha I already added your name! 😀