We had just celebrated Memorial Day by having a picnic in Golden Gate Park in San Francisco and enjoying the lovely weather.
We were 7 months pregnant with our first child in what appeared to be a "normal" pregnancy. Despite having several previous miscarriages, this pregnancy appeared to be okay.
Later in the week I began to not feel good, but continued to go to work despite feeling under the weather. By the weekend, I was worried that something was wrong with the pregnancy and called the doctor, explained my symptoms and was reassured that I simply had "a flu bug". With my previous history in mind, I continued to feel worried throughout Saturday.
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Hospital in San Francisco. |
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By Sunday morning I was more concerned and called the doctor's office again - only to be told to come in on Monday to get checked out.
A short time later, Derrall and I felt a strong impression to call the doctor again and insist on being seen on Sunday. To appease us they asked us to go to the hospital where our doctor was on call and he would check me out.
We arrived at the hospital shortly after 7:00 am and were taken into an exam room where I was checked out by the nurse.
We immediately knew something was not right since the nurse quickly left but said she would be right back.
Immediately thereafter the room was filled with all sorts of medical professionals, an IV was started, papers were signed and many questions were asked. I was so overwhelmed that I didn't immediately understand what was happening. I still had 10 weeks left in my pregnancy and just wanted them to tell me why I didn't feel good. The doctor then explained that I was dilated to 7 cm and that there was nothing they could do to stop the eminent delivery of our baby, but they could try and delay the birth for as long as possible.