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Preeclampsia

Preeclampsia is one high blood pressure (hypertension) disorder that can occur during pregnancy. Other disorders can happen, too: Gestational hypertension is high blood pressure that begins after 20 weeks without problems in the kidneys or other organs. Some women with gestational hypertension may develop preeclampsia.

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Same anon if you don’t mind me asking how?

Not at all! This will be long and tw it will include talk of periods and blood and near death experiences.

When I was in 8th grade, I started having really irregular periods. Not just like oh this one is 3 days long and this one is 7 and it’s a different flow each time. Nah, I was bleeding or spotting ever day. For about 6 months. And it kept on that way, really irregular, long periods. So I went to the doctor. He put me on birth control pills to help regulate it and the first pill I was on gave me leg cramps so I got off it and then I had myself referred to another OBGYN because I didn’t like this guy 

And so we started doing ultrasounds and nothing was showing so we just tried to regulate it with a diff pill, but eventually, in about high school, found out that I had uterine fibroids which are basically non cancerous (they can be but are normally not) growths on or in the uterus. 

Because I was so young, my OBGYN didn’t want to do any invasive surgeries to try and fix them. A lot of the surgeries to stop their growth while they’re small often had negative effects on fertility and I was like 16 years old. So we made a plan and tried to use BC pills to keep it at bay (low estrogen because high estrogen can actually make them grow larger) and to keep the bleeding down. 

I had bi-yearly ultrasounds, internal ultrasounds as well, to monitor growth. I had MRI’s to determine the exact location (mine was closer to my back which made it in a very tricky spot too). I eventually was put on pain meds for my cramps because with extra growths, you know, I could hardly walk when I’d have cramps. Also got put on a medication that was supposed to help heavy bleeding but the kicker is you can only be on it for like 7 days every month or every other month or something because it’s so dangerous if taken regularly.

Eventually, BC pills stopped helping and really out of nowhere it just starting growing like crazy and the bigger it got, the harder it was going to be to get rid of and we were running out of options. 

The bleeding got worse and worse to the point where it’s a huge reason why I dropped out of college, I couldn’t go out because I would bleed so much. I had a problem with passing ginormous clots (like grapefruit sized clots). 

And then one night, luckily after I had moved out of my ex’s, I was getting ready for bed and I went to go pee and I was losing so much blood and I got really dizzy and I managed to stumble out of the bathroom and get to my mom’s room and say “I don’t feel good” and then I started passing out. 

My mom called 911 and they absolutely did not believe that this was from my period lol they thought I had overdosed or some whacky shit but I couldn’t stay conscious, they had me sit on a chair to try and stay with it but my mom said I kept convulsing so they put me on the floor and started an IV and took me to the hospital. By the time I got to the trauma bay, they were able to stop my bleeding, but I was one or two points off from needing a blood transfusion because it was my red blood cell count was SO low. My iron count was also dangerously low. 

With iron, you normally reproduce iron to make up for what you lose, and it gets stored in your bone marrow (or something like that aslkghlahsg) and I had lost all of the iron I’d ever had, like literally all of it. After I was released, I was sleeping for 16 hours a day because I was SO anemic and I needed to get IV Iron treatments because eating iron rich foods and supplements wouldn’t have given me enough iron back. Once my iron levels and red blood cell count got back to normal, I was scheduled for a hysterectomy.

Turns out, I had one giant one (which my doctor said was the equivalent of a six month pregnancy and the size of a basketball) and a bunch of small ones. They were able to keep my ovaries so I don’t need HRT and I didn’t have to go through menopause at 21 so that’s awesome. But yeah. 

“About 20 percent to 80 percent of women develop fibroids by the time they reach age 50. Fibroids are most common in women in their 40s and early 50s. Not all women with fibroids have symptoms.“ -- a vast majority of women who do have fibroids often have small ones that never need intervention or are asymptomatic. 

Being so young and having almost none of the common ‘risk factors’, doctors were quite baffled and my OBGYN consistently consulted with other experts and professionals about my case. 

Here are some photos of how it affected my body. A lot of people would see these photos and assume I’m either fat or pregnant. Almost my entire belly there is my uterus. The average uterus is 3-4 inches. Remember that my fibroid was the size of a basketball. In the middle photo, you can actually see it. That’s all fibroid. I actually have a photo of my uterus after he removed it (.....I wanted to see it so I requested photos LMAO) which I won’t post because it’s obviously too graphic but my surgeon put his hand splayed out next to it and it’s larger than that. 

weird anecdote: I went in for an ultrasound once and obviously the techs have your file and stuff and I was you know lying there half naked waiting for an invasive vaginal exam and the tech comes in and she’s looking at my file and she looks at me and she goes “You’re not black!” I was like ... nope....I...I’m not...... and that was when I learned that black women are 3 times more likely to develop fibroids, and they tend to develop them at a younger age. 

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7 Mistakes to Avoid When Selecting an Obstetrician Gynecologist in Jamaica Mandeville

If you're like most women, you might find it difficult to tell a doctor about the most personal aspects of your body and life. Even if you're looking forward to having a child, locating an obstetrician/gynecologist (Ob/Gyn) might be a daunting endeavor. However, your health, as well as the health of your unborn child, is at stake. How do you locate the finest OB/GYN doctor for your needs?

Because there are several doctor of obstetrics and gynaecology in Jamaica Mandeville, it’s best to know how to separate the top from the rest.

Every young lady should see a gynecologist at some point in her life, primarily because it is an important step in maintaining good overall health. Young women, on the other hand, may be nervous about their first visit to a gynaecologist in Jamaica because they don't know what to expect. Some women's judgment is clouded by the prospect of sharing and discussing personal and sensitive health issues. As a result, poor decision-making while choosing a gynaecologist occurs. When choosing a GYN for the first time, young ladies should avoid making the following blunders.

How do I choose an obgyn doctor

Don’t make decisions on the Basis of Gender 

It might be difficult to share sensitive personal information about your body with another individual. If the person is a man, it might be particularly terrifying for some women. It's no surprise that some women only see female gynecologists. Notably, there is nothing wrong with female gynecologists, especially if they are qualified and well-known. The reason for this is that patients have the right to choose a practitioner with whom they feel at ease. However, the gender of a gynaecologist in Mandeville should not be the main factor in your choosing. You risk depriving yourself of the best expert care if you do this. Male gynecologists are just as good as female gynecologists, and they will treat you with the same expertise. Most importantly, you should put your health first, which means hiring the greatest specialist available, regardless of gender.

Getting over conscious

While discharges, odors, and the physical appearance of your genitals can be embarrassing, you should not allow your self-consciousness to prevent you from making the best option possible. Unfortunately, some young ladies have difficulty getting over the hump. A young woman who is self-conscious about her genitals, for example, may prefer an older gynecologist to a younger one. It's important to note that a gynecologist's appointment is primarily for medical reasons. As a result, a competent practitioner will concentrate on your cleanliness and health rather than your outward appearance. Its their profession and they come across patients like you everyday, so nothing is new or unique for them. As a result, choose a best gynecologist in Jamaica depending on your health requirements.

Ignoring the quality of clinics and hospitals

Just because your neighborhood has a gynecologist clinic doesn't imply you should put convenience ahead of health. If the quality of services left a lot to be desired, proximity to a gynecologist's clinic does not matter. When it comes to vaginal health, it's critical because the last thing you want is difficulties. In the best case scenario, choose a clinic based on the quality of its medical services.

A proper research and referral

This is the era of Google where everybody depends on search engines for a right decision regarding almost everything. But just typing gynaecologist near me or gynecologist clinic near me, provides you information of gynaecologist in your proximity. They provide the contact details or will land you on to their websites but do not promise about their expertise or experience. Certain decisions require patience, wisdom along with reference from near and dear ones. If your relatives or friends have had a good/bad experience with some obstetrician gynaecologist then their experience is worth being heard and considered.

You can for sure refer to the reviews on the internet about the gynecologist in Mandeville. There are people who write in a detailed manner about their appointment, their experience, doctor’s way of communication, bedside manner, hospital atmosphere and environment etc. If the review is positive and the doctor made them feel comfortable, it would be indicated from the review. Internet also gives you credible information about doctor’s credentials. It shows you that the doctor has the necessary training, skills and experience to provide gynecologic and obstetric care.

Experience and Specialization

This is yet another very important aspect in selecting the right ob gyn doctor. He should have experience of considerable years in the field. Also you need to enquire about the specialization of the gynaecologist in Jamaica.

When it comes to a high-risk pregnancy or a complicated gynecologic issue, experience counts. The more expertise a doctor has with a certain ailment or surgery, the better your outcomes will be. Furthermore, some Ob/Gyns specialize in obstetrics, while others specialize only in gynecology. Others specialize in the treatment of gynecologic cancers. Inquire about the number of people the Ob/Gyn has treated with your exact issue. If you know you need a specific procedure, find out how many the doctor has done and what the complication rates are—both the complications the doctor has seen and your own risk of difficulties.

Having Forgotten to Inquire About Insurance

When looking for the top obstetrician and gynaecologist in Jamaica, don't forget to inquire about insurance coverage. Is that gynecologist covered by your insurance? What is the extent of the insurance coverage?

What isn't going to be covered? How much will you have to pay for each visit up front?

Finding a gynecologist that accepts your insurance will save you money because the majority of your visits will be covered. Once you've found a few facilities that take your insurance, you can start comparing gynecologist fees to see which one is the best fit for you.

Making a decision based on convenience rather than the best interests of the patient

Another error that people make while looking for a gynecologist is choosing the office that is nearest to their home or workplace. Although convenience is vital, you should not pick convenience over the greatest possible care. For example, if you have a fantastic gynecologist who can offer you with the best care but is a few miles away, it might be worth it to spend the extra time driving to see them.

It's never a terrible idea to drive a little further to get the greatest care available. By picking a gynecologist who will give you with outstanding care and service, you may even end up saving time, money, and stress.

Quality Obstetrics and Gynaecology Care in Mandeville, Jamaica

Book an appointment at The Obstetrics and Gynaecology (TOG) care centre in Jamaica, Mandeville and meet the Best Obstetrician and Gynaecologist with years of experience and expertise in the profession. At TOG Cenre, we are specialize in women's health and understand how to keep women in good health. You will find the Best OB Gyn in Mandeville, Jamaica who provide best services related all female reproductive system issues.

To learn more about our obstetrics and gynecology care services, Call us at 876-909-4487 to make an Obstetrician and Gynaecologist consultation.

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LABOR AND BIRTH STORY

This COVID 19 pandemic has caused a lot of inconvenience to the people. Especially to senior citizens, minors, persons with immunodeficiency, comorbidies, and health risks; and pregnant women. Above mentioned are at high risk in getting the virus.

Last October 3 on my prenatal check up, I was advised to get a swab test before I was due. As per hospital protocols, pregnant women should have a negative swab test result first before delivery. If not, mama and baby will be joined with other people (covid positive or not) upon delivery. This is just sad because we won't really know when a pregnant woman could deliver the baby.

My expected due date was November 7. But from hearsays, first babies are usually born later than expected due date. Just like Reynald's baby was. So I estimated to have the swab test scheduled on October 29 at Vicente Sotto for free. Obgyne's suggestions for swab were at APM mall near SM City Cebu and at UC Med Mandaue. But swab tests were costing 7k and 5k, respectively. Jeez. So much inconvenience.

The obgyne said she can only be there for her patients when admitted at St Vincent General Hospital. It is the only one of her three affiliated hospitals that does not accept Covid patients. So that's where we planned to get admitted.

I was also advised for prenatal visit on October 17. That was already my 37th week of pregnancy. I have searched that pregnanct mothers can already give a normal delivery at that week. The obgyne said she was also going to perform IE on me on that visit.

So on that day, I thought performing IE's would be thru a device inserted down there. Turns out, it was just pure fingering down there 😭 mind you, Jan and I havent had any contact all throughout the pregnancy. And right now, I am being fingered. It hurt. I felt virgin. Lols. But it did hurt 😂😭 like vaginal shock.

The doctor said my cervix was still closed. I need to have it opened already. The earlier the delivery, the better, so that the baby does not grow too much while inside the tummy, to avoid caesarean delivery. The doctor prescribed me Evening Prim Rose oil to help open up my cervix and expecting at least 1 cm opening by the next week.

The next week October 24, I visited the obgyne again. Cervix was still closed. She advised to double dose the primrose oil to be taken morning and night. I was advised again to visit on October 30 if I still havent had the delivery yet.

After the prenatal visit, Jan and I moved to his Aunt's house.

During pregnancy, I usually wake up atleast twice at night to pee. I also get super thirsty at night 🤷‍♀️

But on October 27, 2020, at 11:30pm, I woke up to pee and then drank atleast 1 glass full of water. This, I found to be normal and usual.

Then around 1:30am Oct 28, I woke up again to pee. And drank another half glass of water just to satisfy the thirst. I know I shouldn't keep drinking to avoid peeing a lot, right? But I was always thirsty at night.

At 2:30am, I had a little accident of peeing a little but stopped it before peeing all the way at the CR. I noticed my pee color was a bit cloudy. It wasn't normally like that. I have made research before about gush of water bag. It only said the color would be the same as pee. The definite sign is when the pee smells metallic. I dont really breathe thru my nose when Im inside the CR, but this time, I had to because it was a bit suspicious. But I smelled nothing. But when I came back to bed, I suddenly felt like pooping. I drank half a glass of water again.

At 2:54am, the sudden urge to pee again and this time, it was really hard to hold it. The pee has flown while I stood. I woke Jan up because I wasn't sure about it anymore. Then I went to CR to finish peeing. It still was cloudy but there was no odor. And the feeling of wanting to poop was still there and my back hurt like how my back hurts when I have my period. Jan wiped the pee on the floor. I felt so greatful he wasn't grossed out about it. Or maybe he did, but didn't show it 🥺❤️

I felt really worried about it already so I texted my obgyne at 3:27am of what happened. Jan and I just thought maybe it was just really pee. But there's still little trickles of pee, so I wore a sanitary napkin already. And this time, I didn't drink water just to be sure it wasn't because I kept drinking water.

At 6am, my obgyne called. She informed me that it was really water bag rupture. She told me to go to the hospital already but then I wasn't swabbed yet. So she told me to go to UC Med for swab since UC Med and St Vincent Hospitals are sister hospitals. After swabbing, she advised for me to go to her clinic at 3-4pm for an IE just to be sure it was already the water bag rupture.

We then went to UCMed at 8am together with Ate Ana. My stomach already hurts every once in a while.

When we got back home, the hurt becomes a little stronger. So I texted the obgyne if I could visit the clinic sooner. The doctor said we could visit at 1pm.

When we arrived, I got IE'd and the doctor confirmed it really was the water bag rupture but I was still at 1cm. Like omgggg. Everything felt so real already. But at the same time, I was really worried because as per doctor's experience with other patients, it takes 1 week to open up to atleast 6cm. Like, whaaaat is going on here? 😭

We then went straight to St Vincent General Hospital and arrived at 2pm. But I was still placed at the Out Patient Department as we were advised to wait before endorsed to the Labor Room for the swab result from UCmed to avoid bigger costs of the attendants' PPE. They also called UCMed to follow up results, UCMed said they would try to have the result given by 5pm. Wew. Another 3hrs of pain. I was advised when it hurts, I just had to breathe thru mouth. I was constantly asked for the intervals of pain. It was still at about 10-15mins.

At 5pm, they called UCMed again. Unfortunately, they moved the time to 9pm or 10pm. Like whaaaat, another 4-5hrs of pain! Jan was with me at the OPD. His face concerned and caring. Like, this is another part of Jan I haven't seen yet. I was so happy 🥺❤️😭

At around 9pm, I wanted to pee. When I peed, I noticed my pee was already colored brown. I told Jan. There was a little bit of my pee on the floor. He was not grossed out about it and even took a picture and sent it to Ate Ana.

At 10pm, UCmed has yet again disappointed. They said to wait until 1am. I was already in strong tummy pain. Intervals were already at 2-4mins. I told Jan what if I want to be in the Labor room already? But he kept encouraging me to wait and if I can still hold it for a few more hours.

So at 1am, I asked the nurses to call UCmed. They havent made a feedback until 2am already. Result was negative for COVID. Wew. Finally!

I was then taken first to the Emergency Room to be interviewed and IE'd by the resident obgyne. There already were tubes attached to me. Dextrose and stuff. And it my tummy reaaaallly hurts already. The resident obgyne was asking me questions and I strongly breathe in between each answers. 😭

I also had to lie on my back. I really didn't want that position as it feels very uncomfortable. After the questions, she IE'd me. She told me the baby has already pooped inside because her fingers were already full of brown stuff. That explained the brown color on my pee! The baby has possibly already ate some of it. What would be worse was if some of it went to his lungs. 😭 Bad news also was that I was still at 4cm! Lord, why all the bad things right now? 😭

Then I was taken to the Labor Room. Dr Geline was already waiting for me there. I was still monitored and we waited some time. Then she checked my cervix at around 4am but I was still at 6cm. I still had to lay on my back. Everything was so uneasy and uncomfortable already. Dr Geline told me to wait until 6am for the opening of my cervix.

At quarter to 6am, she IE'd me again but still at 6cm. She then told the staff to get ready for Caesarean Operation and called for the necessary doctors to be around. I was already so sad. Then she came to me and asked if I was really gonna undergo CS. She then told me "Mag CS jud ta because I already gave the chance. It's already been more than 24hrs since the water bag rupture. 28hrs already. And only 50% of amniotic fluid remains in the water bag. And cervix was still at 6cm open." she told me one of the tubes attached to me was already for induce, to help with opening of the cervix, but I was not responding to it and she has observed it hurt me a lot. She had taken it out and inserted it back and taken it out again but I was still at 6cm. In my mind, I was already so sad. Expenses would already be at 100k plus already! 😭 Dr Geline has also already informed Jan.

Then I was taken to the Operating Room. An anaesthesiologist was explaining to me about stuff that was gonna happen. They are gonna inject the anaesthesia and everything from my stomach down to my feet will be numb. Then I was put in a crouch position to have my spinal column clear to see. There was a specific place in my back where they are gonna inject the general anaesthesia.

They placed a cloth infront of me, like how you see in the movies where you cannot see them operation below. After the injection, I felt so cold. To the point I was freezing and my teeth were already clicking and making noises. The anaethesiologist was talking to me. She told me that it was nothing to worry about as it is normal when general anaesthesia is injected. And catheter was gonna be inserted so I may feel a little tingle down there. My arms were open wide. I cant remember if they were tied. What I knew was that I was awoke by the anaesthesiologist because I was already asleep while they were operating. "Maam, ayaw sag katog kay padung na mugawas si baby, nihagok pa raba jud ka". OMG kauwaw! 🙈😭

A few minutes after, I heard a baby crying. There, I saw my baby. But he wasn't placed on my chest😢 maybe also because I was numb. In my mind was "that's it? I already gave birth?" it felt nothing. Like blank. Also because I was numbed all over. It didn'tnhurt at all. Not the scenario or feeling Inhad expected for months. I could hear from doctors below mentioning "cord coil" but I was just so tired, i had slept again and hagok again 😅

I woke to the sound of my snore at the recovery room. It was just so damn loud. But I didn't care. I felt so friggin tired. A nurse was looking out for me. She asked if I could already move my feet. I couldn't. She told me I couldn't get to our room if I still couldn't move both feet. So I slept and snored again. After an hour or so, although I still could move my right feet, the nurse decided to have me taken at our room and Jan was there. I continued to sleep. I didn't know everyone was already calling Jan for updates. Even my parents. Oh and by the way, Daddy already told Jan to call them Mommy and Daddy already. Awwww ❤️

During my recovery, Jan helped me out. Even on eating, he would spoonfeed me. 🥺I really felt how he cared for me. He's constantly checking if I was okay. Took really good care of me like he was a nurse. ❤️

The next day after giving birth, Doc Geline visited me. She told me what happened. Turned out the baby was cord coiled which was why the baby couldn't descend and why my cervix couldn't open. I had 28hrs of labor. My baby has already defacated inside, already ate some of it, plus some even wen inside the lungs. He had pneumonia on his first day on the world. Imagine the things I was afraid of plus more, all happened on the BIG DAY 😭

But on the good side, atleast both of us are now safe. Things would have turned out bad if we had pushed thru with the normal birth since it the cord coil was only found out during operation, he would have been strangled when pushed out. 😭 It also would have been dangerous for me if I tried to push out on normal delivery because I was already so tired with 28hrs of labor contractions, remember, I snored so hard during operation. 😢

As Claire said, the late result of the swab test was a blessing in disguise. I'd also like to think of it that way.

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Top Ob-Gyn in South Delhi

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Dating my obgyn

Can the doctors be weeks off on your due date? When the woman becomes pregnant, she can receive prenatal care from the same doctor.  Growing up with three younger sisters, Eric is now surprisingly the father of five boys.  Johnson worked as a medical technologist and her background in laboratory medicine still comes in handy.  Smolinski says there were many reasons she decided to concentrate on obstetrics and gynecology in medical school.  I like to work with my patients in focusing on their own health and wellness and get them to understand how the healthy choices they make today will have a positive impact on their entire family.  I had no idea that it was an important screening and diagnostic tool.  Medical School: Pennsylvania State University College of Medicine — Milton S.

first visit to obgyn Yes, eventually my partner did find out about all of those things, but we eased into my medical history, you know? Bigos and his wife have a newborn baby Dominic and two dogs.  She felt that this specialty was one in which she could truly be an ally and a friend to her patients.  Although these types of doctors offer the same type of health services a general physician may offer, their primary focus is providing women-focused health services to their patients.  Weinrich has a great personality as well as a pleasant bedside manner.  English is an Epicenter trainer for the upper Midwest area.  Weinrich is completely present and ready to help you any way he can.  The first prenatal appointment usually takes place in the second month, between week 6 and week 8 of pregnancy.

9 Questions I Should've Asked My OB Thank you for taking the time to learn more about our approach to women's care.  In her free time she enjoys downhill skiing, a sport that has been part of her life since her early years in northern Minnesota.  I am very thankful for the knowledge and professionalism that he shows.  I had to find one in a specific amount of time, because, you know, a kid was going to be arriving in 40 or more weeks.  Because , I had to meet with specialists and a team of doctors and nurses and it was far more overwhelming than any first date I had ever been on.  I'm not comfortable with the fact that there are so many of them, and I have a somewhat negative mental image about what most of them are like.

The First Prenatal Visit My last cycle was April 27, 2007.  For better or worse, I dated in the age of apps and online dating and social media.  I don't know about you, but , even if it's last minute and sorry even if it's a little bit rude.  Becky enjoys making a connection with her patients and seeing them year after year.  For example, I had no idea the is not just for finding out the sex of the fetus.  Yes they wer way off with me i was told that my son was not due until the 21st of January 2011 by doctors but i thought i was due 31st of December my son arivved on 24th of December with complications but was fine and he weighed 6lb 2 oz he was very long but was like his daddy he was in premme clothes but it was only because he was skinny and long i got my files from d hospital and they have his down as 34 weeks and at the end of them it says he was born 39 weeks so i wudnt listen to when they give due dates when baby is ready baby will come.

Providers You usually don't get referred until the 12th week and an appointment after 18weeks.  Suddenly, dating seemed like a freakin' cake walk.  I have my second appointment with mine this week and i'm 32 weeks.  Louis University School of Medicine, Dr.  Before moving to Minnesota, she was a faculty member at Michigan State University, where she completed her residency.

Can the doctors be weeks off on your due date? None of which have lasted longer than 15 minutes.  He spent a great deal of time with me making sure that I understood everything clearly.  I love my partner very much, and finding him was in so many ways scary, as it didn't take me long to realize that I cared about him and, well, that made me vulnerable.  Tina Larson has such a sweet disposition and upbeat attitude toward her work.  And if the wait is of concern because you feel your pregnancy may be high-risk because of a chronic condition or a his.  Be sure to call as soon as you suspect you're pregnant and have taken a pregnancy test.

OBGYN Near Me Open Now I understand ultrasounds are the best one to go off of but they are even trying to say i got pregnant 2 months after my last period date so idk what to do or what to do by? He took so much time answering questions-and always returns phone calls! Better yet, do you know when you conceived? When a patient makes a serious effort to get well and be well, she and her physician can work as a team.  I told them that the first day of my last period was Feb. .  Never a smoker, but always a meat-eater, I took this advice seriously.  When she is not at work, Becky enjoys spending time outdoors, scrap-booking, playing board games, and spending time with her family and friends.  Teigen, who spent two years in medical school with Dr. Soon Sarah and her husband felt the Midwest calling them back, and they returned home to Minneapolis.

first visit to obgyn Moreover, , and have anticancer effects.  I guess one really good exemplar, while not specific to the precise question, was a breast exam with a male doctor.  They said there is no reason to be seen any earlier.  These deaths largely occur in low- and middle-income countries.  Then again, dating definitely helped me deal with the process.  As soon as you have a positive result on a home pregnancy test, call your practitioner to schedule an appointment.

When Should I Meet My OBGYN? Not really even on a third date, now that I think about it.  Teigen understands the importance of continuity at home.  In his free time, he enjoys the outdoors with his beautiful wife.  They basically confirmed that i was pregnant and i'm pretty sure gave me some forms for bloodwork and had me come back in a month from then.  Teigen sees patients at our Minnetonka and Eden Prairie clinic locations.

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This sweet baby girl was born at at birth center almost 4 months ago 💞 Initially when I told friends and family I was going to deliver my baby at a birth center, everyone was really confused. The most common questions I received were, “What is a birth center?” and “Is that safe?!” Less than 1% of babies are born at birth centers so their questions were totally valid! At one point I had asked those same questions myself. My hope is that this post will answer all your questions about what a birth center is, as well as share how amazing my birth center experience was! 

What is a birth center?

A birth center is a home-like setting for women to give birth. Most birth centers are a free standing building on the grounds of a hospital or only a few blocks away. Some birth centers can even be attached to a hospital. Women are typically seen by midwives as opposed to OBs.

Pregnancy and childbirth are normal life events and are treated as such. In birth centers, midwives and staff hold onto the “wellness” model of birth, which means they provide continuous, supportive care during childbirth and only intervene if medically necessary. (During my birth, once my water had broken, my midwife did not leave my side until hours after the baby was born. She coached me and encouraged me the whole time while I was laboring. This was a stark difference between my first child’s hospital birth when the doctor only showed up a few minutes before the baby was born and then left immediately afterwards. I had never met her and never saw her again after that). 

Additionally, birth centers are universally committed to family-centered care. In birth centers, it is the childbearing woman’s right to be the decision-maker about the circumstances of her birth. Women are encouraged to eat if they are hungry, move around and spend time in a tub if they wish, and push in whatever positions they find most comfortable. Birth centers recognize that the mother knows what her body needs to give birth (🙌).The midwives and staff attend to her needs, while diligently watching for signs that are outside the realm of wellness. If anything should should happen to where the mother or baby’s life may be at risk, the mother and baby are immediately transferred to the hospital.

In the U.S., 98.8% of births take place in hospital labor and delivery units, with physicians attending 86% of these births. In contrast, 0.3% of births take place in birth centers, where nurse-midwives and midwives provide most of the care. Among women who give birth in hospitals, approximately 85% are considered low-risk, while all women who are eligible for care at a birth center are healthy and low-risk.

Since hospitals specialize in treating acute illness and injury, they are an obvious choice for women who have complications that require medical or surgical intervention or who choose to have high-intervention births. However, when normal, healthy pregnant women give birth in hospitals, their care often gets swept up into this same medical way of doing things. The philosophy is often "What if something bad happens?" instead of "What is happening right now?" Standard protocols, meant to prepare for problems that may never arise, can disrupt normal labor for healthy pregnant women.

As a result, many women in hospitals receive interventions, whether or not they need them. Almost all women (87%) who labor in hospitals undergo continuous electronic fetal monitoring, 80% receive intravenous fluids, 47% have labor artificially accelerated with medications, and 43% of first-time moms have labor artificially induced. In addition, 60% of women giving birth in hospitals are not allowed to eat or drink, 76% are restricted to bed, and 92% give birth lying on their backs. There is strong evidence that routine use of these practices, when carried out without medical indications, has few benefits and many potential harms for healthy mothers and babies.”

*All information & statistics were taken from birthcenters.org

My Birth Center Experience

I loved absolutely everything about my birth center experience! Once I got pregnant with my second baby, I was still on the fence about going for a natural childbirth. It wasn’t until I was 16 weeks pregnant that I decided to switch from my OB’s office to my local birth center. Immediately they welcomed me with open arms. My first appointment was an hour long. During that appointment I got to know one of the midwives and shared my medical history with her. I also let her know all the details of my first labor and delivery. From then on, at each appointment I saw a different midwife on staff. There were only 5-6 midwives and only three of them are on-call for labor and delivery, so I knew to spend a little extra time with those particular midwives because I knew one of them was going to deliver my baby! 

Once my labor began I called the birth center to let them know. My (favorite) midwife called me back immediately and told me she was on-call that day! She seemed just as excited as I was and couldn’t wait for me to arrive at the birth center. I had just seen her the day before and she told me, “I want to catch your baby!” (typical midwife jargon meaning, “I want to deliver your baby!”)

Long (labor) story short, I labored at home for the first 8 hours I was in labor. Eventually I knew it was time to go to the birth center and when I arrived I was 4cm dilated, fully effaced, with a bulging bag of water. I labored for another hour until my midwife asked me if I wanted her to break my water, which I did! I knew once she broke my water labor was really going to pick up. Once she broke my water I immediately got into the water birth tub. From that point on my midwife never left my side. She also never checked to see how dilated I was after that, but she knew exactly how dilated I was from the sounds I was making. Eventually she even told me my baby was going to be born within 30 minutes (again, without even knowing how dilated I was) and she was exactly right. My sweet little girl was born 20 minutes later. Her confidence and calm disposition astounded me. It was so obvious how incredibly knowledgeable and skilled she was in delivering babies. 

In that last hour of birth I cried out for strength and help from our Lord and she was right there with me saying, “You’re doing amazing!! You have all the strength you need! You got this girl!!” Even after my sweet little girl was born, she told me over and over how well I did. Her words really impacted me and made me feel so accomplished. After delivery, she took the time to show me my placenta and tell me everything about it. Previously, I had been a little grossed out by placentas honestly, but the information she was telling me was fascinating. Afterwards, she proceeded to tell me how much she loves her job and how delivering babies will never get old to her. After 12 years of delivering hundred and hundreds of babies, she still enjoyed every single birth. 

Again, this was a stark difference between my first birth in a hospital by an OB I had never met and never saw again. 

In the weeks following birth, I was counting down the days until my 6 week postpartum visit with my midwife again. I couldn’t wait to catch up with her and talk about the birth. Once my appointment finally came we laughed and chatted together for over an hour while she held my sweet baby. My appointment happened to be the last of the day and she told me I could hang out as long as I wanted! You don’t hear that very often at a doctors office! Ha! Needless to say, I can’t get over how personal my birth center experience was. It was a stark contrast to my previous doctors office where I was just another pregnant woman. I know I am biased, but I will always, always recommend a birth center birth if you have the option! You won’t be treated like just another pregnant woman, and you can expect individualized, personal care. 

Additional Birth Center Quick FAQ’s

Do birth centers take insurance?

Yes, they accept most forms of insurance. Once you switch over to your birth center, they can tell you how much your birth will cost according to the type of insurance you have. Birth center births are cheaper than hospital births so you may not need to pay much at all! 

At what point in your pregnancy should you start going to a birth center?

As soon as you find out you are pregnant. Your appointments follow the same schedule they would at a typical OB’s office.

Do birth centers give epidurals?

No. Birth centers specialize in unmedicated births, but there are some things they can give you to help ease the pain of labor if needed.

What happens in the event of an emergency during childbirth?

If the midwife feels the mother or infant’s life is in immediate risk, they are transferred to the hospital immediately.

Can I check out the birth center first before I commit?

Yes! Most birth centers will let you tour the place first and see what they are about before you commit. My husband and I did a tour and a class before we committed!

How do I find a birth center near me?

Find a birth center near you using the American Association of Birth Centers (AABC) website: https://www.birthcenters.org/search/custom.asp?id=2926

Do I go back to my original OBGYN after the baby is born?

No! :) Most birth centers provide full-scope gynecological care for women of all ages, from teen to post-menopausal. They provide annual exams with pap smears, mammograms, contraception/birth control, natural family planning, holistic management of menopause, preconception counseling, and much more!

In 2013 a nationwide study was done on birth centers called the National Birth Center Study II. The findings confirmed that women & newborns receive top notch care at birth centers. Read the whole article here https://www.birthcenters.org/page/NBCSII .

I hope you enjoyed the read! Are you considering a birth center birth? What other questions do you have? Do you have friends considering a birth center birth? Feel free to tag your pregnant friends to share this post with them! 

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Epoch

When I began this blog I and my wife were expecting twins. Then, this past Wednesday, on July 27th, we became parents. This happened nine weeks early and the world shifted on its axis. Life has become haunting long white hallways, beeping and pulsing machines, and scents of over cooked food mixed with sterilization. It is surreal and scary.

Early Babies

Around 4 o’clock I’d gone for an afternoon jog that Wednesday.  I wanted to see how close I could make it to Fort McHenry in the Federal Hill, the next town over. I was wrestling with my recently purchased phone because it wasn’t properly set up and I wasn’t sure if this status contributed to my not getting my wife’s urgent calls. Ten minutes from home, for some reason, she got me.

“My water just broke, I need you home,” 

I went numb all over.  

“Are you serious?” I said knowing right away she was. The pregnancy had been tedious one fraught with concerns and frequent doctor visits. My wife was older and was carrying twins which made her a high risk pregnancy. She’d been measured forty one weeks when it had only been twenty eight. Various doctors said either that they weren’t concerned about the excessive fluid retention she was experiencing or that it was possible to keep growing.  We bought into their expertise and now it had proven wrong.

“I need you home right now.” 

Words like “Holy Shit, or Are You Fucking Nuts“ should have left my lips but all I got out was “All right.” Part of me was convinced it was a false alarm. Still I took off as fast as my body would take me. Having already run for forty five minutes, it didn’t take my limbs to grow heavy and my chest to tighten up. I kept thinking this is what happened to people in movies and books. Not in real life. We hadn’t taken any classes, packed any bags, even had a damn baby shower. 

Sweating viciously, I fumbled with number fingers to get the fucking key in the door. I shot into the living room expecting my wife to be struggling on the couch but there was no one there. My brain didn’t comprehend. Had to be the bathroom. Not there either. 

“Aurora!,” I started hollering up and down hallways. 

Nothing. 

Desperately I went back to to my phone and saw a message there. 

She had a friend who lived nearby drive her to the hospital. She’d called her sister was on her way to pick me up. I let out a lungful of air and jumped in the shower. I couldn’t think but I couldn’t stop moving either. I play music while in the shower and decided I should now, maybe to keep some normalcy. The one song I remember was “Apologize” by the group “One Republic”. 

Ten minutes later I was grabbing fistfuls of clothing and anything else I thought was important. What was important: toothbrushes-would this be an overnight stay-snacks? pillows? clothing? There was a class that taught us what to pack in a bag for the hospital. We hadn’t taken it yet. Reality was a boat tipping dangerously to the side despite my mental efforts to keep it upright. My sister-in -law showed up while I was still scrambling around. After an additional five minutes of mindless looking(I even stopped and gazed at nothing from time to time) I threw my old duffel bag in the back of her car and we took off.

When I walked in the maternity ward of Sinai hospital I expected people in scrubs and hair nets and babies to be flying out but I found my wife laying quietly in a bed in the triage area where she’d been every previous time she’d come in with an issue.

False alarm, I thought. All is normal. False alarm.

The nurses, one who’d been there for almost every previous visit, was discussing testing for amniotic fluid. We almost knew them by first name. Then my wife asked for her sister and, since only one person could be with her at the time, I had to leave, which ticked me off a little. Wasn’t I the father of these future children? But I respected her wishes. In the meantime, for the some reason, I decided to get my phone working. Call it an escape or just my paranoia. Twenty minutes had passed before sister in law came out and said they were moving my wife.

It looked like all was not normal and we were staying. Maybe just overnight. We followed a hallway past the triage area, through a set of the many electronic doors that don’t open if you stand too close, and found my spouse in a more typical hospital room filled with loud electronic chatter. They had what looked like hockey pucks strapped to her belly and nurses were adjusting these ad-nauseum to monitor the babies heart beats.

“The baby girl’s amniotic sack had ruptured,” she explained sounding scared. “I’m going to need to stay in the hospital until they are born.”

My heart began to chatter again. The pregnancy was in jeopardy. The babies might come two months early. We were use to things not going as planned but this wasn’t just about us. Also one thing you naturally do when in a unknown situation in a hospital is gauge the mood of those who work there. If they panic, you panic. Since non one was panicking I figured okay then. Ride it out. Also I wasn’t loving two months of hospital visits. 

We shooting to keep them in until thirty four weeks, the doctor had said.

They administered magnesium to stall the potential labor and made my wife feel strange. At that point, I’d envisioned staying until everything had settled then going home to my bed but my wife requested I stay the night. Ergo, I put on the television stretched out on the vinyl couch near the window. My wife was swollen and sore and couldn’t stand up, but otherwise all right except they kept adjusting those dam microphones again and again.

The neonatal doctor was sent in to discuss premature delivery. It was sort of like talking about what could go wrong before a big surgery. Does nothing for your piece of mind. 

“At twenty eight weeks we’re concerned about their lungs being undeveloped. Also there could be bleeding in the brain as there are ventricles in there that aren’t fully developed.”

Basically, premature children is all about under development. I and my wife listened and nodded and were both still convinced these babies wouldn’t be coming tonight. Who wanted that badly to enter this world?

Then the contractions came sometime before midnight. My wife was curled in the fetal position at one point. The contractions were like rubber bands slowly tightening and releasing.  The staff gave her a second drug to stop the labor. Who knew one could even stall the process. And, yep, they were still playing with those damn hockey puck microphones strapped to her stomach as the babies kept moving. 

Disney’s version of “Hercules” was all I could find on the television; I wanted to get lost in the moving colors but there was too much action. 

A young doctor, who looked like someone who would play a doctor on tv, checked in regularly.  He had been checking on the dilation of her cervix mostly by sight as there was a fear of infection. The tv doc pulled out a a large spotlight and did so again. Apparently dilation was holding steady yet my wife was still having contractions. 

As the pain geared up, the nurse suggested either stronger pain medication, that might sedate the babies if they do show up, or an epidural. My wife agreed to the epidural. Now most people who’ve seen movies with labor scenes have probably heard of epidurals.  I knew they were for pain but never underestimate how complex and painful they were. In marched the anesthetist and opened a packet of tubes and equipment.  The nurse propped my pregnant wife up and the anesthetist proceeded to either drive a spike or something close to it into her spine from the way my wife hollered.

There came a momentary calmness after as the contractions were blunted. 

“It’ll feel like pressure. You won’t feel the pain, but it doesn’t take away the pressure.”

Then the head obgyn doctor came in. I’d seen her earlier that night but I had no idea who was who at that point. 

“I’m going to check you again,” she said to my wife. After a short examination she declared “You’re dilated to three centimeters. I can feel a little head pushing. Sorry, these babies are coming tonight.” 

And just like that. Like a badly scripted show we were going to become parents  at three thirty in the morning on a Thursday. No typical rush to the hospital with my wife in labor, no classes, no grandparents in the waiting room.

Ten minutes later they were wheeling my wife to the operating room while leaving me to pack together our stuff. I felt like a guest at a sleep over who gets kicked out at the last moment. I was given the proto-typal blue suit and hair net that almost all surgeons wear and told to wait five minutes. I’d been charged with taking pictures/video like a good husband and I was experimenting with my wife’s Iphone by taking pictures of just about everything in the room. 

Then they came for me. I was led down another wide, white hallway to double doors. Inside was like another world. I’d been inside operating rooms before but always as a patient. Now I could actually study the place. Everyone was dressed the same as me. To the left was the Neonatal team with life support equipment ready. In the center was my wife or should I say my wife’s upper half surrounded by more equipment with a cloth stretched across her middle hiding the surgeons that were already at work. Suspended above the operating table was a pair of those classic spot lights that people stare up into as they are leaving this world or maybe returning. Nothing like that would be happening now.  I huddled up next my wife and the anesthetist and started filming. At first all was pretty quiet. My wife looked at me with glazed weariness. I took her hand and kept watching the blood pressure on the monitors.  Thoughts of women losing blood too quickly during cesareans was in my head, but, once again, no one else seemed to panicking yet so I wasn’t. In fact, The anesthetist, the same woman who’d put in the epidural, narrated what was happening, which was somehow comforting. She asked if I wanted to see what was going one beyond the cloth.

“I’m okay. I get woozy of this kind of stuff.”  Not a chance. I considered becoming a doctor until I realized I was bad at chemistry and grew light headed at the sight of blood. The calmness continued until my wife started to shift on the table and cry “Oh, oh”

A “sorry” came from the other side of the cloth. This went on for about ten minutes more. The camera was still rolling on my wife’s phone. A nurse noticed this and asked me to stop when the children was born. Another nurse, or doctor,(it was hard to tell) then said “You can’t be filming in here.”  Regretfully, I turned off the camera seconds before the tiny, moist pale form my daughter appeared from the other side of the curtain with the most beautiful little cry that cut right through me. 

The nurse laid her on a little table and a group of nurse and doctors closed in blocking my view. 

Her brother silently followed close behind.  The neonatal staff closed in looking anxious for the first time. I could see someone massaging his chest.  The silence was frightening. Were babies this small suppose to come out crying? Was he okay.

“Is he all right?” my wife said in a harsh whisper. “Is he all right?”

“Yes, I think he is,” I said reading body language as best I could. 

“Congratulations,” one nurse said after another. 

Tired and lightheaded, I happen to remark offhandedly “This is too much for me.” 

At this point, our guide, the friendly anesthetist turned serious. “Are you okay? “She pretty much cajoled me from the room. I went and sat and drank orange juice and tried to recall this was all real.

I made it back int time to watch our daughter, the future Amaris (named for a co-worker of my wife’s) being wheeled out in a plastic box known as an incubator. She was a little, red body thrumming and covered with what looked like saran wrap. Our son, future Jacob, picked from a list of Biblical names, was already gone. 

The surgeons took what seemed like forever to put my wife back together. 

“A lot of layers here,” one of them said overhearing me talking to the anesthetist.

The last official race I’d run during my running days was an over night relay from Cumberland, MD to Washington DC. I’d gotten maybe ten minutes of sleep that night after seven miles of running.  That was how I felt in the recovery room after. It is surreal when the night runs seamlessly into the morning without any gaps like one has somehow violated a law of nature.  .  Aurora was nodding off in her bed and I was trying vainly to sleep on anything I could find.The last mission was the fate of the babies. The first seventy two hours were the most sensitive and we were only three hours in by seven. At eight am I was allowed to see them for the first time in the neonatal intensive care unit (nicu) a large room lined with machines, incubators, and desks. Part machine, part doll helplessly laid out on their backs under plastic casing and wires and tubes.  The head doctor, the woman who’d prepped us before, was thrilled and I tried to be the same. These were my children after all but it had all happened so fast.  

“You can touch them,” she said. Hesitantly, I reached in and touched the incredibly soft, almost paper thin skin on my son’s leg. He moved just a little. He was real.  I stayed until my wife was able to see our children. She put her hand right in a placed it on each of the their little chests and told them they were loved. It was one of the most touching moments I’ve ever experienced.

 Back in the room a rough and ready nurse with a very slavic name burst in, took care of my wife, and started shoving papers at us. “You don’t look very happy about those papers,” she said. I fought back rage and said something to effect of “I’m ready to fall on my face I’m so tired.”“Why don’t you stay here.”“With all due respect, not a chance.” I made it home, called my parents, and tried to grab some sleep. While I was laying there a swell of emotions brought tears to my eyes.  I cried for awhile eventually drifting off. The sonic ring of a phone brought me out. I told my parents as many details as I could then feel back asleep.

I spent the next five days shuttling back and forth between the hospital to see my wife and children and home.  We watched a Harry Potter marathon on tv and ate bland macaroni and salads. There was no comfortable way for me to sleep in the room and I resisted the idea. With all the noise and necessary pestering from staff, a one has to be ill to really get any sleep in a hospital.  Aurora came home on time, suffering only occasional pain from her cesarean, and ever since we have been made the daily sojourns to the nicu.  Regular skin contact has been shown to help premature babies develop better(now there I go sounding like a public service announcement). Seeing our children hasn’t been all joy as it involves two activities I don’t enjoy driving and being at a hospital. I think hospitals are confining and sterile. Also we’re constantly interacting with the nurse staff, which is often more interaction than I’m comfortable with and not everyone working there is a real people person. Although it will mean long days and often sleepless nights, I’m looking forward to taking the babies home or having them “graduate” as the nicu pamphlets state.

The First Real Challenge

Our ritual went on for three and a half weeks when Jacob came down with bacterial menegitis. In short, it is a common bacteria that most people can resist but not a premie with a weak immune system and membranes around his brain and spinal cord became inflamed. It’s present in most pregnant women and Aurora had been given antibiotics before giving birth and the babies had been given them right after but the bacteria had somehow hidden out and survived in our son. He’d started looking listless in the days leading up to the diagnosis and last Sunday we got the call as we were walking out the door to pay a visit to the nursery. Thus, the circus began again. 

We were back at the hospital and the first few hours were terrifying. Premature babies are tedious to begin with but an ill premie is a downright nightmare. Every moment feels like walking a fine wire and there really isn’t much you can do. Jacob had turned gray and, if it hadn’t been for his vitals remaining strong, it looked like he might be fading. In fact, his heart raced through the night. I thought he might blow out a blood vessel. Thankfully the staff had acted quickly in getting antibiotics in, which had hopefully stopped any long term damage but it will be a long time before we know for sure. It is hard to describe how it feels to come close to losing one of the most precious people in your life even before you really get to him.  My wife kept a vigil at the hospital until Jacob started to pull through. He started to recover from the illness but the treatments and tests wore him out. The doctor had to intubate (insert a tube down one’s throat and have a machine breath for you. People probably know this from final moments of characters in hospital scenes) Jacob at one point as he was growing too tired to keep breathing on his own. The tube started causing mucus plugs that would block his airway. Then there was the blood transfusion, eeg test, spinal taps, pic lines for antibiotics, etc  The weird image (if you consider it ) of three large people gathered around a lump of flesh no bigger than a teddy bear. 

As of this writing, Jacob is going to make it. He is still agitated by touch and agitated in general but stable enough that the doctors removed his breathing tube and put him back on a nasal cannular which is that clear tube one sometimes sees in the noses of elderly people who need oxygen.  The cannular allows him to more of the breathing: a great sign.  I and my wife have returned home to our semi normal life with hospitalized children. My wife contacted her mother who rushed up here as Jacob was recovering. While I appreciate her desire to see her grandchildren and support her daughter we didn’t really need a house guest to think about. I will continue to update this blog as our lives with these two amazing children unravel. 

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High-Risk Pregnancy Doctors practice is dedicated to the highly-accessible, patient-centered experience. The team understands that whether you are low risk, the low risk that can become a high risk, or have prior risks associated with a high risk pregnancy, you need expert care. As specialists in Maternal-Fetal Medicine, High Risk Pregnancy Doctors offer a wide range of services including extended hours for your flexibility to access the care you need.

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