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My Due Date: May 29, 2018I have given birth!
Age: 35 years old
Location: Alliance, United States
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25 Weeks and the size of a...Prairie Dog!
By alymarie6388 » Posted Feb. 13, 2018 10:22am - 468 views - 2 comments
If yall don't have the Ovia Pregnancy app, get it! It's adorable!
We're 25 weeks day and Meatball has graduated from kung fu kickin to field goal kickin. I'm pretty sure I have bruises on the inside. lol There are times that he'll kick me and shock me so bad it knocks the air straight from my lungs. He's a powerful little guy. And I also have no idea when he sleeps.
On a more serious and scary note, his father and I had a horrible scare a week ago. Last Tuesday night we were at Walmart and he went to the restroom and soon after texted me asking me to come quick. He had started shaking, and then locked up, turned blue then purple, and went down. He lost consciousness. At the time I thought it was either a heart attack or a seizure. I kept him from hitting his head or falling hard, he slid down the wall. He stopped breathing for about 20 seconds and in that 20 seconds I raided the filing cabinets of my brain for how to perform CPR and couldn't remember. I remember thinking that he was going to die and it would be my fault. He started breathing on his own and his color returned to normal. He just looked like he was asleep. As I waited for the ambulance, I propped his head on my leg and cried. I cried for the fear of losing him, for the idea that he may never meet his son and vice versa, I cried for the love of my life. I cried for the fear that I saw in his beautiful blue eyes before they closed, not knowing if I'd ever see them again. EMS and Fire came and the fire captain on duty was amazing. He drove me in my car to the hospital and made sure to check on me multiple times before he left. We found out after the ambulance brought him in that he is in fact diabetic and his sugar was 612. We had no idea he was diabetic. Hind sight being what it is, there were signs but we weren't fast enough on acting on them. He had an apt scheduled with a new GP to discuss everything but it wasn't until next week. The doctors described what had happened as a "panic attack" that led him to hyperventilating, and in turn he passed out. His body was too stressed from his sugar levels that it just shut down for a bit. He was lucid and awake when I got to see him in the ER and the first things he said were "I'm so sorry" and "they cut my superman shirt off" *insert pouty face*. He had a few more minor attacks in the ER but they gave him atavan and he could finally relax. We were in the hospital for 2.5 days. His thyroid is officially to the point of nearly non-functioning. He's been on thyroid meds for almost 2 years and he now has Type 2 diabetes. He's doing much better at home and his levels are steadily coming down. Being 350lbs, no one expected them to return to normal over night. I'm just so thankful that he's still with me. I can't imagine my life without him in it. His father died when he was 4. His mom is the strongest woman I know and I don't think I'm strong enough to go through life without my Pumba. The stress did a number on me as well. I had Braxton Hicks at the hospital that scared me and I have a severely bruised hand from keeping his head from slamming into the wall. My blood pressure had sky rocketed but all in all, outside of a bruise, separation anxiety, and my emotions being all wonky, Meatball and I are perfectly fine. I almost think he knows what happened to his dad because now he responds to him like he didn't before. Pumba will put his hand on my stomach and if Meatball is awake, he'll kick Pumba's hand over and over. I counted over 15 times in around 5 minutes. He loves his daddy already. I'm so blessed to still have both of the most important boys in my life. Last Tuesday was the scariest night of my life. I've never felt my heart crack the way it did when I thought I had lost him. Moral of the story, hold your loved ones close. You never know what scary thing is lurking around the corner to upend your life. Never withhold an "I love you" or a kiss. You just never know
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25 Weeks and the size of a...Prairie Dog!
By alymarie6388 » Posted Feb. 13, 2018 10:22am - 468 views - 2 comments
If yall don't have the Ovia Pregnancy app, get it! It's adorable!
We're 25 weeks day and Meatball has graduated from kung fu kickin to field goal kickin. I'm pretty sure I have bruises on the inside. lol There are times that he'll kick me and shock me so bad it knocks the air straight from my lungs. He's a powerful little guy. And I also have no idea when he sleeps.
On a more serious and scary note, his father and I had a horrible scare a week ago. Last Tuesday night we were at Walmart and he went to the restroom and soon after texted me asking me to come quick. He had started shaking, and then locked up, turned blue then purple, and went down. He lost consciousness. At the time I thought it was either a heart attack or a seizure. I kept him from hitting his head or falling hard, he slid down the wall. He stopped breathing for about 20 seconds and in that 20 seconds I raided the filing cabinets of my brain for how to perform CPR and couldn't remember. I remember thinking that he was going to die and it would be my fault. He started breathing on his own and his color returned to normal. He just looked like he was asleep. As I waited for the ambulance, I propped his head on my leg and cried. I cried for the fear of losing him, for the idea that he may never meet his son and vice versa, I cried for the love of my life. I cried for the fear that I saw in his beautiful blue eyes before they closed, not knowing if I'd ever see them again. EMS and Fire came and the fire captain on duty was amazing. He drove me in my car to the hospital and made sure to check on me multiple times before he left. We found out after the ambulance brought him in that he is in fact diabetic and his sugar was 612. We had no idea he was diabetic. Hind sight being what it is, there were signs but we weren't fast enough on acting on them. He had an apt scheduled with a new GP to discuss everything but it wasn't until next week. The doctors described what had happened as a "panic attack" that led him to hyperventilating, and in turn he passed out. His body was too stressed from his sugar levels that it just shut down for a bit. He was lucid and awake when I got to see him in the ER and the first things he said were "I'm so sorry" and "they cut my superman shirt off" *insert pouty face*. He had a few more minor attacks in the ER but they gave him atavan and he could finally relax. We were in the hospital for 2.5 days. His thyroid is officially to the point of nearly non-functioning. He's been on thyroid meds for almost 2 years and he now has Type 2 diabetes. He's doing much better at home and his levels are steadily coming down. Being 350lbs, no one expected them to return to normal over night. I'm just so thankful that he's still with me. I can't imagine my life without him in it. His father died when he was 4. His mom is the strongest woman I know and I don't think I'm strong enough to go through life without my Pumba. The stress did a number on me as well. I had Braxton Hicks at the hospital that scared me and I have a severely bruised hand from keeping his head from slamming into the wall. My blood pressure had sky rocketed but all in all, outside of a bruise, separation anxiety, and my emotions being all wonky, Meatball and I are perfectly fine. I almost think he knows what happened to his dad because now he responds to him like he didn't before. Pumba will put his hand on my stomach and if Meatball is awake, he'll kick Pumba's hand over and over. I counted over 15 times in around 5 minutes. He loves his daddy already. I'm so blessed to still have both of the most important boys in my life. Last Tuesday was the scariest night of my life. I've never felt my heart crack the way it did when I thought I had lost him. Moral of the story, hold your loved ones close. You never know what scary thing is lurking around the corner to upend your life. Never withhold an "I love you" or a kiss. You just never know
Comments for this Journal Entry
 | Comment from Starmama14 » Posted Feb. 14, 2018 10:02am Oh my gosh! That is so incredibly scary. So glad they know what's going on and can work on getting better. So glad all is well with you and your meatball too :) |
 | Comment from adiggs » Posted Feb. 13, 2018 9:35pm Omg! How absolutely terrifying. So glad he is okay! And glad you're okay too. |
