Patience of My Husband

Preclampsia

After submitting my resignation, I ask to return home immediately. It's been planned for a long time. While my first child had lived in the village first, because my son asked for school in the village.

I want to give birth in the village, because if we are overseas if we want to ask for help to the neighbors.

After driving me home, I returned to work as usual.

I live with my son and my budhe.

Until one afternoon my head hurt like hell, a pain I had never felt before. Even I vomited because I couldn't stand the pain.

I asked my son to buy a painkiller, paracetamol. But after a while the pain would not go away. My head was like a big mace. The pain is incredible. Nine o'clock in the night I chose to lay down on the bed with my son.

I don't know what the next thing will be like. Because according to my son, my neighbor and brother I had a terrible seizure.

Several times I had seizures and was unconscious. Finally my brother contacted the Puskesmas so that an ambulance was issued.

The incident occurred during the fasting month, where there are still many neighbors who are still literate. So that many neighbors who help bring into the ambulance even some who come to the puskesmas.

Until at the health center the officer handles quickly, in inject some liquid into my body and put the infusion. But I'm still unconscious too. It's still a seizure.

Due to the limitations of medical devices, I was finally referred to the hospital in the city.

Until there take action to immediately remove the baby in my womb. After asking for the approval of the family, the doctor moved quickly to perform Caesarean section. To save my baby.

The baby was born at six in the morning. And I'm still unconscious. My baby was born prematurely and her weight was below standard.

My baby needs special care, in the incubator, in the infusion and also given a breathing apparatus.

While I myself was treated separately with my baby. I was in the ICU room.

There was a very loud clap, maybe it was the way the doctor woke the patient who did not come to his senses.

When I realized I could only open my eyes, while my body could not be moved.

"Alhamdulillah ma'am, I want to wake up too. It's hard to settle for sleep, Mom" There was a joke, "Mom, you know where this is?" Asked the man beside my gurney, who was wearing a white doctor's shirt.

I just kept quiet I couldn't answer. My eyes were still staring at the doctor.

"Mom, mom's now in the hospital. I know what's going on, I have preclampsia. It's my third day here. Before entering here, my mother was unconscious. It can even be said that mom is in a coma. The mother is the spirit yes, the spirit to heal" The doctor's words I can only listen to. I wanted to ask a lot of questions, but I couldn't.

After the doctor left, I spread my eyes out. The infusion was attached in my right hand, there were some wires attached to my chest. Even in my mouth and in my nose were attached some tools as well which I did not know his name. But it looks like what's attached to my nose is a hose.

The sound of the monitor was simple.

In my heart I cried, what happened to me. I was here three days unconscious. What about my baby, is he okay, or maybe he's already......

The questions are told in the heart.

"For Ma'am, I finally realized too. We cleaned up first huh" Some nurses came over.

"Alhamdulillah ma'am, mother and baby can be saved. If it's a little late, I don't know what happened, ma'am. The mother and baby are alive" the nurse said, wiping my body with a wet tissue.

"Yes, Mom. It is unlikely that they will be able to save both. What often happens is that only one is saved. There were even those who died both, the baby and the mother."

Thank God that is all that is said in the heart. My baby's fine. The nurse's words made my heart and mind calm.

Being treated in the ICU is not fun. Even a few times I still menggedrop and to do a blood transfusion.

The installed tools are really annoying. Uncomfortable, that's how I felt at the time. Even for drinking just inserted through the hose connected through the nose to the stomach. Several times given injection drugs through infusion. Several times my blood was taken.

When I could move my hand, I wrote the nurse a message, "I want to go home".

I can be allowed to go home if I can breathe without any more tools. The first three hours of testing I was no longer strong, but I lied I said I was strong. But they're not stupid. On the monitor it's been read by them that I can't.

After a week in ICU I was transferred to the maternity ward. There the installed AC temperature is 26' C. The hands and feet were cold, but the cold sweat on the head was pouring out profusely.

It turned out that this preclampsia resulted in my lungs filled with fluid, my heart also experienced swelling. Same with my baby. My baby also had to receive special care.

I was at home while my baby was still in hospital. As long as my baby hasn't come home, my husband goes back and forth to the hospital to see my son even if it's just through the window. Go home in the morning. That's what he does every day. Maybe he wanted to make amends for ignoring her while in the womb.

After two weeks my baby was allowed to go home. This was the first time I saw and touched her. The little baby I miss his presence.

Before going home the doctor gave a message, so that I do not get pregnant again because it could be at risk of death. Yeah, without the doctor asking, I don't want to get pregnant anymore.

I'm afraid that getting pregnant and giving birth again my life will not be saved, not predestined. But that's what I had in mind.

I'm not ready to leave my kids. If I leave, I fear that no one will love them, no one will ever surpass my love as her mother even if it is their real father. That's why I'm afraid to die. Not afraid of many sins and have not had time to repent.

Let my sin be a secret between me and my God.

After an old vacum from the world of literacy, I am now back. That is why the story of Arka and Caca paused in the long run.

For you two line fighters, I pray that it will soon be realized. And for those of you who have been given offspring, do not be wasted, because many other women are expecting.

Sorry, so tell me about my story. Up to 2 chapters anyway. Sorry if the story is not interesting.

Jauuuhhhh