I was in the middle of a family planning procedure when my husband called and said, “It’s my daughter, but we have to put her in the hospital today because she’s developing abnormally.”
The doctor had me go to the ultrasound room.
I was sitting in the chair with my daughter and my husband.
I had to keep quiet and not tell anyone.
I wanted to keep them both safe and to ensure the procedure went as smoothly as possible.
When I returned, my daughter was in a stroller.
I asked the doctor, “Can I sit in your lap?”
I leaned down and placed my hands on her back, trying to relax her.
She had a big head and big ears.
She was about a foot and a half tall.
She looked exactly like my daughter.
She said, with tears in her eyes, “Mommy, it’s OK, it is OK, I’m not crying.”
My husband and I took off our shoes and put them on her lap.
I started touching her.
My daughter’s head started bobbing up and down.
She squealed and rubbed her head on my hand.
Then I started to feel a twinge.
I told her to sit up.
I took my hands off of her and put her on my lap.
We looked at each other, then my husband started rubbing her on the back of her head.
She began to cry, then started crying again.
I said, Please sit down.
I put my hands around her waist.
I could feel her neck muscles tighten up and her body began to quiver.
I felt her legs tense up.
She started to squeal and wiggle her hips.
I pushed her up and away from me.
I got up from the bed and stood over her.
I saw that her abdomen was moving up and then down.
It was like her vagina was pushing up and out.
She didn’t feel like she was moving anymore.
She did not feel pain.
When we looked at her face, I could see that she had started to cry again.
She wasn’t in shock or anything.
The ultrasound showed something that was very unusual.
Her head was moving down.
This was her abdomen, the part that she didn’t have a big hole for the cervix to be inserted.
I immediately knew something was wrong.
After about five minutes, she started to scream and my daughter began to wiggle and squeal.
My husband, in his seat, looked at me and said “What are you doing?”
I said to him, “We are trying to calm her down.”
He looked at us and said in his calm voice, “She’s crying because of the ultrasound.
She is really, really weak.”
He put his arm on my daughter’s shoulder and said to me, “You know, we don’t know if it’s normal or not.
You need to let her breathe.”
I said, I think she might need an IV.
He said, We don’t have an IV in the clinic right now, but I don’t think it’s a problem.
My son can give you an IV if you need it.
At this point, my husband had me hold my daughter while he started to pump IVs into her.
We held her and waited.
Then, he got up and started pushing the IVs down into her neck.
She got very hot.
She cried again and I told my husband, “I think she’s in shock.
Let her breathe.
We’re not giving her the IV.”
The next thing I remember, she was screaming in pain and wiggling her hips and crying, “No, no, no.”
When the IV had made its way down into my daughter she screamed, “NO!”
After a few minutes, the IV was inserted and started pumping.
The IV had been inserted into her cervix.
She felt like it was going to pop.
She screamed, screamed, and started to go limp.
My husband and the ultrasound technician were trying to push her out of the way so she could breathe, but the IV couldn’t be pushed in there.
My wife said, it looks like she has developed abnormally and is going to die.
I didn’t know what to do.
I couldn’t stop crying and she was crying.
Then she got up to walk toward the hallway and I sat down next to her.
Her father, my son, came to me and asked, “What is wrong?”
He didn’t want to talk to me.
When I told him, he said, You need more oxygen, the baby is very weak, I don-want to see him die.
I told him that I was trying to get some oxygen and he said I was doing everything I could to make sure she could survive. When we