Wednesday, September 23, 2015

My TOP Procedure

Sometimes I feel relieved that I had a cyst on my ovary. Making abortion a little easier to go through. At least I have a reason and probably would not be plagued with guilt as much. 

Doctors informed me that usually after abortion, the cyst will naturally shrink because the absence of pregnancy hormones are not there to feed its growth. 

Albeit with a heavy heart, I woke up very early that morning. We drop the the kids off at my aunt's house and headed to the women's hospital. My husband was there holding my hands.
My appointment was at 7:45am. I reached at about 7:30am.

Finally I saw the doctor at around 11am. The doctor asked some standard routine questions. Told me to go urinate if I need to before she insert a pill in my vagina to make me dilate. Hated being inserted down there with the pill. I had that painful uncomfortable sensation before, when gynaes induced me during my labour for my first birth. Oh! And the terrible VE examinations. Hated them all! 

Finally the pill was inserted and I had to wait for like 3-4 hours before the surgery is performed. The surgeon who performed the TOP procedure asked if I wanted to put in the IUCD since I would be in deeply anaesthetised and wouldn't feel a thing. I declined. 

By this time I was terribly hungry and thirsty. 21
Hours since my last meal.. And the anaesthetic doctors took quite some time to find my vein for the drips. My veins  were barely visible. The next part is the best part. 
The doctors placed the gas mask on me and ask me to breathe the anaesthesia in and out and count to three... I always liked medicines that knocked me out. That way I feel I don't have to think and just rest myself and my brain with ease.   

Breath in and out 1..
Breath in and out 2..
Breathe in and out 3...
Breathe in and.. 
Total blank. 

The next time I woke up, was when the nurse pulled out the tube from my throat. It was used during the procedure to help me breathe and prevent my lungs from collapsing. 
It took about 35minutes only.

Felt groggy and no pain at all. Send back to the ward for a light meal and observation for 2 hours.
A counsellor went through with me what are my contraceptive options. She advised me to please plan carefully and avoid unnecessary abortions in future. Told me to abstain from sex for two weeks. Doctor came in to check and added that subsequent abortions will have more risks. 

Doctor gave the green light and I was discharged. It all happened within a day. I'm just thankful that the memory of my abortion procedure is a total blank.. 

Pre Abortion Woes...

It was a long wait at the local polyclinic. Thank God, my dear husband was there to accompany me to get a referral letter for termination of pregnancy at a women's hospital. Finally it was my turn. The doctor seem rather surprised that I got pregnant 2-3 months after I recently gave birth. My youngest son is only 4months plus back then. Furthermore, I totally breastfeed and had no menses. 
The doctor mechanically drafted a referral letter and soon a date was set at the women's hospital. 

The doctor at the hospital was non judgmental. However I was told to see a counsellor that same day. The counsellor was quite dominating in asking me to keep the baby and barely tried to weigh what my major concerns were. Then she proceeded to teach me the available contraceptive methods. Wish my husband was here with me!

Met the doctor again after the ultrasound scan. I hated vaginal ultrasound scans! Anyway, I was told by the sonographer that I was 7 weeks along. But then she did something bizarre. She placed her hand on my left pelvic and pressed. She asked me did it hurt? I said there was a bit of dull pain.
She scribbled something that looked like "33mm cyst on left ovary". 
Met the doctor again after that, and she explained there was a cyst. They had to do more test to see if its malignant. She said usually as pregnancy hormones stabilises, the cyst may decrease in size
Or abortion should be able to naturally decrease the cyst size too as there are no pregnancy hormones to stimulate its growth. 

Left the hospital feeling quite upset...I not only had to deal with the pending abortion but the cyst as well. Phoned husband to release my frustrations and sadness. 

I had to go back for a second ultrasound within the same week. This time its a detailed one. The sonographer was so kind and bubbly this time. Found out she's the same age as me. 30 year old. 
She on the other hand, didn't know I had the intention to abort the baby. After confirming the cyst size, she engaged in small casual talk. She thought I was just worried about the cyst. So she turned the monitor and showed me my baby and the heartbeat. Excitedly told me, that the baby is still in a yolk sac and that's where my baby is getting its food now. Soon it will be replaced by a placenta. Yeah I know all that. I had one miscarriage, two pregnancies and I majored in biology for my honours degree. I silently thought to myself. But smiled at her. Then she added, that my baby is happily wriggling and soon he/she would be in my arms... I couldn't help it but I told her I was going to abort. She asked me why and said she was sorry I was in the situation. 
She sympathetically walked me out of the door, gave me a sad smile and bade goodbye.

The doctor told me the cyst didn't decrease in size and asked if I want to go ahead and abort. She scheduled the abortion or TOP (termination of pregnancy) date to two weeks later. I would be 9 weeks by then.

The two weeks of waiting was rather torturous for me mentally, emotionally and physically. I was in dilemma. Which mother wants to "murder" their own flesh and blood.
I hung the ultrasound picture on my fridge like I always do for all my pregnancies. I believe my baby still deserve to be treated like my other Pregnancies whilst he/she is still in my tummy. 



The guilt was horrible as the day of abortion loomed nearer. 

Often when I struggled taking care of two young kids - 2 year old and a 5 month baby, I strongly want to abort. I barely could do any housework and get tired ever so often.

Often when my milk production is very low despite constant latching and eating supplements, I strongly want to abort. 
My son had few wet diapers and barely poo. And latching felt different. My son refuses formula milk and that add to the stress.

Often when I think about the finances, I get very stress, if I decide to keep the baby. 

I have no helper and no vehicle, so having a third baby will definitely be difficult to have family outings. And if I do keep the baby, by the time he/she is born, my infant will barely a year old and my first son will be 2.5yr old. 
Parenting is already so difficult and stressful and requires patience and all. Having a third baby so quickly would mean there's no "rest" period for me and hubby. 

Then thoughts of "what if the baby is a girl?" I really wanted a girl, you see. But then again, the reasons above still apply even if it's a baby girl. 

My religion has many differing views about abortion. Some said it's ok if no soul has been given (which would be around 120 days), some said it's already alive with or without the soul and cannot be aborted, some said it's not alright to abort when it pose no health risk to baby or Mommy. 

Some of the people I confide in, mostly tell me not to abort as they said, quoted from religious texts that, a child gives you good fortune, be it health or wealth. And it's sinful to abort. They told me God would not give one, hardship that they cannot handle. Really??
What if He gives you hardship that He knows you might not be able to handle and wants to teach you about patience. 

My aunt who supported me a lot especially since my mom passed away due to cancer in 2011, discourage me to abort. She told me, she would help to babysit. But for how long must I depend on her? I don't wish to burden her. 

The next day was the day of abortion. Was required to fast from 12 midnight. 
But I did not have appetite that day and my last meal was at 6pm. 

Barely slept that night as I kept saying I'm sorry silently to my unborn baby... Stroking my tummy...but I took some comfort that my dear husband would be by my side tomorrow..






Friday, September 18, 2015

The All too Familiar Symptoms

I woke up feeling sick. Rushed straight to the toilet and began to regurgitate last night's dinner. Or whatever that's left

My head was reverberating with dull but intense pain. How am I going to survive today with my 2 active sons - a 2 year old toddler & a 5 month old baby. 

I'm mostly a stay at home mum. Mostly because some days I work part time teaching enrichment to kindergarten for a couple of hours.

So I popped some non drowsy panadols,
and was about to fix myself breakfast, when my baby started wailing. And the toddler son stirred from sleep and asked for milk... Typical day...
Throughout the day I became so tired and sleepy and moody..and I actually struggled to take care of my two sons. I Was easily short tempered.

 I was already stressed and perplexed that my milk production was low no matter how often my infant son latch on. I knew it was low because my infant had barely wet diapers, doesn't poop often and often gets fussy while drinking. I get agitated when he latch as the sensation felt different. To add on the stress, my infant refuse to drink the formula supplement. Apparently he is so used to my breastmilk.
And eating fenugreek pills make my headaches worst! 


Anyway, this happen again the next day and the next and the next... Till I realised the all too familiar symptoms.. Could it be? 
Can't be! Because I fully breastfed often and I had no menses (my menses was always regular before preggy) ever since my lochia discharge ended 4 months ago. I read up and friends who experience the same thing, was rather infertile, especially so for fully breastfeed mothers. I began to panick. 

Phoned hubs to buy the Clearblue digital pregnancy test kit. I was scared shit! I cannot handle a third baby! 
And suddenly...

I'm pregnant again... This time however, I was disappointed. Then waves of dilemma and guilt started to engulf me as I thought about abortion. Then I started to cry. Then I started to smile thinking it could be a girl this time. Oh! The silly preggy hormones can bring about volatile  emotions. 

Told hubs the news and he kept quiet with worried unhidden dejected lines etched all over his face. 

I sat down beside him and even without talking, we knew what each other is thinking..