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AIRIN — USA
Lived November 10, 1998 to December 14, 1998 Late-onset Mother's GBS Status: Tested positive Gestational Age: 35 weeks Age Harmed: Two weeks, 4 days |
I tested positive for strep B. My doctor induced me. My son's heart rate kept going up. I don't know how long I had the IV running before he was born, maybe not enough time to be effective.. He was healthy up until he was 18 days old then ended up in the ER.
Before we took him in, he was lethargic, pale, and his nail beds were purple. After arrival at the ER, all these nurses and doctors swarmed him. Nothing was being explained while they were hooking him up to what seemed like everything. They started pumping his chest. Then a chaplain lady approached me which was scary. I didn't understand at the time.
Then life flight approached me to sign papers and asked if I wanted a picture with my baby as he was laying in that little square bed about to get flown to another hospital. I didn't understand the picture part, but I guess that could have been my last one.
He was at the other hospital for three weeks and while there they couldn't figure what was going on besides fluid in his lungs which they were trying to drain. Thee hole wasn't healing properly. He ended up on ECMO which they said that's the last they could do.
The day my son passed I went to visit him and he was plum purple from head to toe and his stomach was hard as a rock. All I know was lack of oxygen and maybe his bowels backed up. The surgeon was called and he was going to check out what was going on. Well, my son had so much damage that no repair could be done and they said he had an infection in his blood stream so he wouldn't make it. The last words nobody wants to hear. I apologize if this sounds choppy, but trying to squeeze bits and pieces in here.
— Rebecca Creisher, USA
Rebecca shares GBS info by telling others about her experience.
Before we took him in, he was lethargic, pale, and his nail beds were purple. After arrival at the ER, all these nurses and doctors swarmed him. Nothing was being explained while they were hooking him up to what seemed like everything. They started pumping his chest. Then a chaplain lady approached me which was scary. I didn't understand at the time.
Then life flight approached me to sign papers and asked if I wanted a picture with my baby as he was laying in that little square bed about to get flown to another hospital. I didn't understand the picture part, but I guess that could have been my last one.
He was at the other hospital for three weeks and while there they couldn't figure what was going on besides fluid in his lungs which they were trying to drain. Thee hole wasn't healing properly. He ended up on ECMO which they said that's the last they could do.
The day my son passed I went to visit him and he was plum purple from head to toe and his stomach was hard as a rock. All I know was lack of oxygen and maybe his bowels backed up. The surgeon was called and he was going to check out what was going on. Well, my son had so much damage that no repair could be done and they said he had an infection in his blood stream so he wouldn't make it. The last words nobody wants to hear. I apologize if this sounds choppy, but trying to squeeze bits and pieces in here.
— Rebecca Creisher, USA
Rebecca shares GBS info by telling others about her experience.
