by Christie

On the morning of September 5, 2009, I was admitted to Good Samaritan Hospital for a scheduled induction to delivery my third child, a little boy! I have two daughters and had normal, textbook pregnancies and deliveries in 1998 and 2001. I had a normal pregnancy with my son and was so excited to meet the newest addition to our family. I met with my Doctor and nurses and the induction process was started. I sent my husband to the cafeteria to get some breakfast and decided to take a nap- I was going to need some extra energy in the next few hours and wanted to rest up!
Suddenly, I woke up with severe shortness of breath and panic took over my body, I hit the red “HELP” button on my hospital bed and my nurse, Jamie, came running into my room, she checked the baby monitor and saw my son was in distress as a result of my shortness of breath- she looked at me and told me “Christie, we need to get that baby out of you NOW”. She ran me into the surgery room for an Emergency C-Section. I remember being whisked into the surgery room, being placed on the surgery table and a huge sheet being placed over my stomach area so they could begin the C-Section.
My husband was paged over the hospital intercom and was rushed to the surgery room to sit by my side-I was so scared – I didn’t know what was happening to me. I was in the surgery room for 8 hours that day- I have a few flashbacks of being in the room- I remember seeing my husband come into the room and I remember when they told me my son was born- they held him up over my head so I could see him and then rushed him (and my husband) to the NICU to have him evaluated and treated.
Two amazing women- my nurses Elise and Jamie sat by my side while I was on the surgery table- they held my hand and comforted me- I was so scared! I also remember my guardian angel, Dr. Kendrick (along with Dr. Manuel and Dr. Mendoza) talking to me and trying to reassure me. That’s all I remember until I woke up three days later in the ICU unit. I had a breathing tube in my mouth and I could not talk- I was so scared and had no idea what happened to me and why I was in the ICU- I didn’t know what happened to my son- was he born – was he okay?
My family had stayed with me around the clock during my stay in ICU- when I woke up on Monday- my sister Erin was by my bedside- I could not talk because of the breathing tube- but I made a gesture to my sister to get me a pencil – I jotted four words down on a piece of paper – “What happened to me?”
What did happen to me? I suffered a rare, often-fatal syndrome known as amniotic fluid embolism (AFE) during labor. Amniotic fluid, fetal cells, hair, or other debris entered my blood stream and triggered an allergic reaction. This reaction often results in heart and lung collapse and coagulopathy. AFE is thought to be result of an anaphylactic like response to the fluid that surrounded and nourished my son. AFE is so rare ((between 1 in 8000 and 1 in 80,000 deliveries, although more recent studies show 1 in 20,464 deliveries for a more accurate number) most physicians only know if it from medical school. Although AFE is the 2nd leading cause of maternal mortality in the United States, very little is known about it- making it impossible to predict and even more challenging to treat.
I suffered from massive hemorrhaging requiring approximately 41 units of blood/blood products. I had an amazing team of doctors and nurses at Good Samaritan Hospital, a guardian angel watching me that day and 41 units of blood/blood products that saved my life. 41 people that made blood donations that changed my life forever. My husband will not have live without his wife and my children will not grow up without a mother. I am still alive today thanks to these 41 people.
Blood cannot be manufactured and can only come from donations- it saves lives, it saved mine! I still get teary eyed thinking about what my family went through that day last September! I no longer take life for granted and look in the mirror every day and thank God for letting me see another day and to enjoy the greatest gifts of my life- my children. I hug my children a little tighter everyday and kiss them every night and humbled and so grateful to be a mother, wife, daughter, sister, cousin, niece, granddaughter, auntie and friend.