OUCHIES...I'VE HURT MY KNEE :( [act.1]

It was a normal night in our household we had just finished dinner, Steve was drying Hailee off from her shower when I decided I wanted to get changed into something warmer. It was Wednesday night around 7pm [27th]. I was getting changed on my bed, rolled over on to my stomach and heard the loud POP!! I also felt this sharp pain radiate down my right leg. I instantly knew that I was in trouble. Hubby was in the ensuit and said he heard it too. I sat up in my chair went and watched t.v for the next three hours it never hurt. What? I can't understand why..what's going on (I thought I may have "popped" it back into place when I sat in my chair. BUT as soon as I crawled into bed and lay down I knew everything was WRONG!. I cried on and off. Had some panadol to try get some sleep and tried to convince Steve not to go to work because I needed to go to hospital straight away. Thursday morning I woke u, I couldn't get out of bed so luckily my Mum was here to pick miss Hailee up to take her to daycare(she does every week...thanks Mum). As soon as she left I rang Steve at work and begged him once again to come home. He came home 2 hours later. I was feeling ok in the car, until I got the the hospital when I just wanted to throw up like I had been doing the night before. You can read the rest on Thursday...hehe sorry guys it's late and I'm tired. Night!! Amanda <3

as I sit here

Hello Everyone,

... I am typing to you from a hospital bed (sigh). I know, I know I've been a naughty girl and not helped my body fight a UTI. This past weekend, starting on Friday afternoon I was getting these horrible sharp pain all over my body. I just sat in my chair and cried.

'how could I let this happen again?'

How could I let my kidney shut down AGAIN!. I was so angry I just wanted to scream, but thought I keep quiet for there are others in the house. I waited till hubby got home and asked him to put me onto the couch, so he did just that. He could see in my eyes something was wrong, but I could hardly speak, I couldn't lift my head nor my finger. After he rubbed my back (which I don't let him do cause it hurts me) I lay back down and went to sleep.

Saturday morning came and even though the back pain had subsided I felt quite sick. He asked me I wanted to go to hospital & I replied with "NO WAY!". I was trying to get myself better as today was his birthday and I had planned a small surprise party for him (some friends were coming out for a drink). As I was so unwell I asked him to put on Facebook "I am unwell, party is cancelled sorry guys". After that the weight of 'having to get better quick smart' was lifted from my shoulders.

Sunday came around just as slow as the hours ticked by. I felt much better I even sat in my chair. My mum took Hailee (thanks mum!!) for the day so I could rest in piece and quiet. I had waves of feeling brilliant and waves of wanting to die, the nausea was worse cause I hadn't eating since Friday. Hailee come home with paint on her lips and tip of her nose...she had so much fun. I'm glad.

Which brings me to Monday I wasn't looking forward; a friend brought her new baby boy down..wow he's a big!. It was really nice to see them again and it made me feel like normal for just a little bit. She bought down lunch as she usually does, boy it looked good but I wasn't going to try eat a chicken roll after not eating for 3 days. They left and I went to the doctor to see what he'd say. "Amanda" he said, "you've got a UTI. That was fine nothing a little pill won't fix. I was sent home to rest.

Hubby took the next day off, I had an appointment in the hospital and was unsure if I could move in and out of the car (mum was supposed to take me), I got into the doctors showed them my pressure saw (il write about those later) you all should have seen the look on Steve's face, it's like he'd seen a ghost. I asked what was wrong they showed me my leg which had turned fire engine RED! (can't think of name right now). They told me I'd need IV fluids and antibiotics to get rid of it. Steve wheeled me down to Emergency and after 5 minutes I had blood taken and a IV line in. Whisked off to a ward and that's where I've been.

I hate these places with a passion I really do but I know I have to stay here till my fire engine RED leg goes back to it's normal color.

to beautiful for words :)

Hello Everyone.

A friend of mine posted this on their FB page today, and I tell you everytime I read it I get teary eyed. I haven't seen it in a few years but as soon as I logged on this morning I knew I just "had to" blog about it. I'm sure there are a few of you out there who has read Samuel Armas' story... but for those who haven't:

A picture began circulating in November. It should be "The Picture of the Year," or perhaps, "Picture of the Decade." It won't be. In fact, unless you obtained a copy of the US paper which published it, you probably will never see it. The picture is that of a 21-week-old unborn baby named Samuel Alexander Armas, who is being operated on by a surgeon named Joseph Bruner. The baby was diagnosed with spina bifida and would not survive if removed from his mother's womb. Little Samuel's mother, Julie Armas, is an obstetrics nurse in Atlanta. She knew of Dr. Bruner's remarkable surgical procedure. Practicing at Vanderbilt University Medical Center in Nashville, he performs these special operations while the baby is still in the womb.

During the procedure, the doctor removes the uterus via C-section and makes a small incision to operate on the baby. As Dr. Bruner completed the surgery on little Samuel, the little guy reached his tiny, but fully developed, hand through the incision and firmly grasped the surgeon's finger. In a Time Europe article highlighting new pregnancy imagery that show the formation of major organs and other significant evidence of the formation of human life but a few days after conception, Dr. Bruner was reported as saying that when his finger was grasped, it was the most emotional moment of his life, and that for an instant during the procedure he was just frozen, totally immobile. The photograph captures this amazing event with perfect clarity. The editors titled the picture, "Hand of Hope."

The text explaining the picture begins, "The tiny hand of 21-week-old fetus Samuel Alexander Armas emerges from the mother's uterus to grasp the finger of Dr. Joseph Bruner as if thanking the doctor for the gift of life."

Little Samuel's mother said they "wept for days" when they saw the picture. She said, "The photo reminds us a pregnancy isn't about disability or an illness, it's about a little person." Samuel was born in perfect health, the operation 100 per cent successful. Now see the actual picture, and it is awesome ... incredible.

Samuel ten(10) years later:
http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,519181,00.html

I always remember my mum telling me that while she was pregnant with me that she had this "feeling" something wasn't quite right. LADIES LISTEN TO YOUR BODIES!!!.. if you to feel something is "off" then see your Doc and demand tests. If my Doc had just listens to my mother then I to "could possible" have had this op and maybe had the chance to live a "normal life" and walk. But instead he decided to go on holidays *rolls eyes*.

Please feel free to leave me a comment and let me know your thoughts on Sam's Story <3.

Hailee's Birth Story!

Hello Everyone.

It was Saturday 1st November and my mum came around to see how I was feeling, I was 28 weeks and 6 days into my pregnancy. My whole pregnancy I was sick and diagnosed with Hyperemisis Gravadarum (HG) and that day was no different!. But as I was feeling a little better during so I decided I was going to finally pack my hospital bag. Though I was scheduled to have a c-section (for medical reasons) at 35 weeks.

I had no idea what was in store for me in the next 24 hours!!. The next morning Steve (my hubby) and I were about to head to a family BBQ. Unfortunately when I got up I found that we were going to have to spot at the hospital.

At the hospital Pregnancy clinic they checked me and said that the babies head was crowning and there was no was I could have a c-section now, I had to have her naturally. Because I was still early in my pregnancy they had to get a few nurses from NICU in there asap, the NICU professor even came in.

After 20 minutes of pushing, nothing was happening so they decided they would have to find another way to help her out. 3 hours after first coming into the hospital Hailee was born! Steve rang my mum and told her, it was lucky mum was still at the family BBQ so everyone found out at once.

I didn't get to meet my little girl until a few hours later. But she was the most gorgeous, precious Little thing in the whole world!. I feel in love straight away.

Hailee 15minutes old.


Hailee Nicole R.
2nd November
1.2 kg (2.2 pound)
Sunday 3.02pm