By Kristi Beckworth, Oklahoma US
PROM at 20 weeksDelivery at 28 weeks.
Story added: 2003-12-27

At about 14 weeks gestation my placenta tore about an inch causing bleeding, which put me on bed rest for about a week and a half. After we got that healed, my water broke at 20 wks and I was put on bed rest for the rest of the pregnancy. I was at home for four weeks only allowed to get up to use the restroom, and once a week to go to the doctor. With two other small children that is almost impossible but something that needed to be done. After the four weeks at home I was sent to OU Medical Center for the remainder of my pregnancy to try to save Trevor.



Eight weeks after the bag of water ruptured (PROM) Trevor came into this world at 28 weeks gestation weighing 2 lbs 4 oz and 12½ inches long.


On Sept. 28 my placenta started to separate from the wall which caused alot more bleeding. It caused so much bleeding that I was taken to labor and delivery so we could be under a closer watch. Early in the morning on Sept 29 Trevor's heart rate dropped for 9 minutes, but by the time the doctor heard this, his heart rate was back up to 130 bpm and he was stable. Later that evening the attending nurse looked at my chart and noticed that I was still having some bleeding and said that he felt the doctor might go ahead and do a c-section in the morning because of the amount of blood that was lost. As I was waiting to hear from the doctor about the c- section Trevor's heart rate dropped again, I got on my side and tried to find it, but I couldn't, so I turned to the other side and still I had no luck.. This has happened a couple of times before
so I knew all I had to do was call the nurse, they always found it. As soon as the door opened I saw my doctor, and before I could realize what was happening I was going
down the hall for an emergancy c- section, and I remember the doctors saying that my husband could not go with me. At 9:04 am on Sept 30 2003, Trevor was born due to his heart rate dropping several times.



About three hours later the anasthesia started to wear off and the first thing I said was "how's the baby?" Brian assured me he was doing ok and I drifted back to sleep. As I woke up they brought Trevor to see me on his way to the NICU (neonatal intensive care unit) I could barely see his face because of the tubes, as I reached in the incubator to
touch his hand I noticed how small he was. Even though this was always a possibility and the reason I was admitted into the hospital close to a month before Trevor was born,
I could not believe this was happening. A little while later our families started to arrive, while calling other family members who live in several different states.



Finally aroud 3:00 pm I went to see Trevor in the NICU for the first time. I had to take off all my rings and scrub before I could get to him, as I was wheeled into the room I realized how many more parents were going through what I was going through. As I got to his bedside I stood up and reached over to kiss him, he touched my face as I said "Mommy loves you." Even through all the tubes and wires it was quite obvious that Trevor looked just like his daddy. Trevor lived only 27 days but his memory will live on forever in our hearts.



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