Making the Impossible Possible (LJ Idol)
The blue scrubs clad doctors exited her room and in came another person in grey and pink scrubs. It was not a doctor and honestly, she was o.k. with that being it’s been non-stop doctors since being transferred to the more equipped hospital.
Her heart was beating so fast and her face was still wet from the tears of fear that ran down her face from the drive to the new hospital.
The whole drive there, all she could think of was the cold ultrasound room and the dead silence she was left in waiting for the doctor to come in.
The words,” I need to get the doctor” was a constant echo in her ears.
The words,” You need to go to the University, RIGHT NOW! “
Her husband grabbed her hand and said, “Hon, breathe with me and focus”
Once she was able to focus on the present and not what had recently occurred and the unknown future of her pregnancy. She and her husband locked eyes with the man in the grey and pink scrubs.
“Hello, I am a nurse from the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit here. The surgeon asked me to come and talk to you. After the cerclage is placed, you will be on bed rest for as long as your body can sustain this pregnancy. From the amount of funneling you are having, the goal is for you to make it to 24 weeks gestation. After that we will look towards 30 weeks and then 34 weeks and eventually full term. It may be impossible to even reach 24 weeks but hopefully you can.”
The tears started welling up and her heart was racing listening to the nurse talk. She squeezed her husband’s hand as hard as she could. She did not want to cry and show how scared she was. She wished she had the ability to appear hard and emotionless as her husband.
The nurse continued to explain,” If your cerclage fails and you go into labor prior to 23 weeks and 6 days, the hospital does not offer medical cares, the ability for the baby to survive is a very low percentage. We will offer you comfort care however.”
She burst into full panic mode and the tears streamed down here face while she cried hysterically. Her husband hugged her tight till the tears stopped.
They both looked at the nurse again and he explained, “If the pregnancy makes it to 24 weeks and on, your baby will be transferred to the NICU for cares.” They both were familiar with what a NICU is as their 9 month old son had called the NICU home for 3 weeks.
The nurse kept explaining the goals the pregnancy would need to meet. He explained about the statistics of survival at each goal, the statistics of health issues that may arise, etc.
She just sat on the hospital bed and the words just kept coming until the NICU nurse was interrupted by the surgery team.
The nurse left the room, she hugged and kissed her husband who wiped the tears off her cheeks and lightly kissed her goodbye.
She was rolled into the operating room and she was overcome with the clean disinfectant smell. Then she began to feel sleepy and more relaxed. She let the medicine take over her body while she thought about she just wanted this over and hoped something out there in the universe would make the impossible possible. All she wanted was continue the pregnancy and see her baby flourish.
Her heart was beating so fast and her face was still wet from the tears of fear that ran down her face from the drive to the new hospital.
The whole drive there, all she could think of was the cold ultrasound room and the dead silence she was left in waiting for the doctor to come in.
The words,” I need to get the doctor” was a constant echo in her ears.
The words,” You need to go to the University, RIGHT NOW! “
Her husband grabbed her hand and said, “Hon, breathe with me and focus”
Once she was able to focus on the present and not what had recently occurred and the unknown future of her pregnancy. She and her husband locked eyes with the man in the grey and pink scrubs.
“Hello, I am a nurse from the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit here. The surgeon asked me to come and talk to you. After the cerclage is placed, you will be on bed rest for as long as your body can sustain this pregnancy. From the amount of funneling you are having, the goal is for you to make it to 24 weeks gestation. After that we will look towards 30 weeks and then 34 weeks and eventually full term. It may be impossible to even reach 24 weeks but hopefully you can.”
The tears started welling up and her heart was racing listening to the nurse talk. She squeezed her husband’s hand as hard as she could. She did not want to cry and show how scared she was. She wished she had the ability to appear hard and emotionless as her husband.
The nurse continued to explain,” If your cerclage fails and you go into labor prior to 23 weeks and 6 days, the hospital does not offer medical cares, the ability for the baby to survive is a very low percentage. We will offer you comfort care however.”
She burst into full panic mode and the tears streamed down here face while she cried hysterically. Her husband hugged her tight till the tears stopped.
They both looked at the nurse again and he explained, “If the pregnancy makes it to 24 weeks and on, your baby will be transferred to the NICU for cares.” They both were familiar with what a NICU is as their 9 month old son had called the NICU home for 3 weeks.
The nurse kept explaining the goals the pregnancy would need to meet. He explained about the statistics of survival at each goal, the statistics of health issues that may arise, etc.
She just sat on the hospital bed and the words just kept coming until the NICU nurse was interrupted by the surgery team.
The nurse left the room, she hugged and kissed her husband who wiped the tears off her cheeks and lightly kissed her goodbye.
She was rolled into the operating room and she was overcome with the clean disinfectant smell. Then she began to feel sleepy and more relaxed. She let the medicine take over her body while she thought about she just wanted this over and hoped something out there in the universe would make the impossible possible. All she wanted was continue the pregnancy and see her baby flourish.