| Posted: 23 December 2007 at 2:42pm | IP Logged
|
|
|
Hi everyone. This is my first post, so bear with me if I do
anything wrong. I just really need to vent a bit as I'm feeling rather
hopeless.
I was diagnosed with SPD in week 26 of my pregnancy (last June) after 2
hospitalisations for severe pain. I was told, after the 1st one, that it was a
water infection, given painkillers and sent on my way. As soon as
the painkillers ran out, I was in more agony than before and went back to
hospital. I finally was seen by a Dr. who pushed on my pelvis once, asked if it
hurt and when I screamed pronounced me with SPD. I stayed in hospital for a
week, saw a physio, was given a belt support thing and crutches due to the
severity and told to come back to be properly assessed. At the assessment of a
women's health physio, I was booked in for hydrotherapy each week til delivery,
given a TENs machine for pain relief as well as co-codamol and tramadol. I went
faithfully to hydrotherapy, but the pain just got worse.
I went into hospital the day I was 38 weeks to be induced. It
didn't work. The delivery suites were so full they had to stop inductions while
I was there. After 4 days I was told that those pains I’d been experiencing
regularly for the last 36 hours were, in fact, early labour and, after hooking
me up to that machine that looks at heartbeat and contractions, they said I was
in established labour. I had been for some time, but the midwife changeover had
put me aside (it was late August, they were even more understaffed than usual
as many were on holiday). I was taken up to the delivery suite with my fiancé at
midnight, 10cm dilated, and my son was born 13 hours, 2 epidurals (1 failed
entirely), major episiotomy and multiple tears later. The delivery room was
full, with surgeons prepping themselves to do something or other as I was at
the last push. I later realized this was because my son was completely blue
with the cord wrapped tightly around his neck.
“I can’t get it off, can you try?” is not what you want to
hear from the midwife passing your newborn, dead looking child with cord
wrapped around his neck, to another midwife. Luckily, my 7lb 4oz at birth son,
Henry, is fine.
Anyway, I won’t go into anymore of the delivery
horrifyingness. I spent 6 hours in stirrups, though, which is not the best thing
for my SPD. My stitches have only just healed, and they haven’t healed
correctly so I have a gynae appointment on January 4th. Bear in mind
my son was born August 27th, nearly 4 months ago.
I’ve since had an x-ray of my pelvis, which shows lots of “wear
and tear” on my symphysis pubis, apparently. Though, nothing major on my hips
which are worse now than when I was pregnant. I’m in so much pain. I don’t want
to be on tramadol, so I’m not (though my Dr. offers me it every time I see
her). I take diclofenac and co-codamol. I try to do everything they suggest for
SPD, but I can barely look after my little boy. I hate not being able to bend
down and pick him up to just give him a cuddle. It breaks my heart. I’m in so much
pain all the time. We live in a 3rd floor flat in a Victorian converted
hotel which means lovely huge rooms, but lots of stairs.
I realize we’re very lucky. I’m just so down. I have been
since that horrific birth. I bleed every 2 weeks, which doesn’t help. I’m
waiting for orthopedic referral and a physio one nearer where I live.
I guess I joined here to get some hope. Sorry if I’ve bored
you all.
|