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2nd January 2010
Name someone who deserves more credit than they get. And for bonus points, how to change things so they get more
This is an easy one! The staff at William Harvey Hospital in Ashford, Kent. Particularly a midwife named Fiona and the whole NICU/SCBU team, each and everyone of them provide care above and beyond their call of duty. And I thank them all from the bottom of my heart.
On the 10th July 2010 I was rushed into the William Harvey Hospital. I was almost 26 weeks pregnant and feared the worst. I was losing my babies. We were taken straight to the Labour Ward where it was discovered very quickly that actually the babies were fine, the problem was with me. I was given steroid injections to mature the babies’ lungs just in case I did go into labour, but that wasn’t to be. Not yet. It took 2 days of agonising pain and absolute fear for my fiance before I was operated on for a twisted bowel. Before this stage he was sure that we were going to lose the babies and there were times when we thought that I might die. I wanted to die rather than have anything happen to our babies.
The surgeon miraculously cut me from just below my chest bone to just below my belly button without disturbing the twins. It took me 10 long days in hospital and a blood transfusion to begin to recover from the op. I was nil by mouth and then had to drink yoghurt drinks before being reintroduced to solids. My whole body was swollen from pregnancy and water retention. I was on oxygen and in and out of consciousness. I was a mess! I stayed two days in ITU before being kept on the labour ward for 8 days where my care was overseen by Fiona. She was amazing, really looking after not only me but my fiance too. Everyone who cared for us was wonderful and steered us through a very rough sea. After 12 long days I was allowed to go home. Everyone wished us well and said they would see us again in 13 weeks for the babies to be born. 72 hours later we were back and this time I was in preterm labour and I was terrified. Once again Fiona was there, this time to welcome our children in to the world. It was so fitting that she should be there to welcome Esther and William.
I went home from hospital just hours after the birth but at 27 weeks gestation it was without my babies. For 59 long days and nights they were cared for by the fabulous doctors and nurses in NICU/SCBU. This expert team cared for our babies and also looked after me as I adjusted to life as not just a mum, but a mum of twins and extremely premature twins at that. You can read about them in this blog and understand what a fabulous job they do for very little recognition or thanks.
Thank you to everyone at William Harvey Hospital, Ashford, Kent. Thank you for helping my family get such a fantastic start and for supporting us, giving the babies time to grow bigger and stronger before we brought them home. Thank you x