So what's been happening?

So 98% of readers of this blog, have come from my privatized Instagram. So you would of seen bits and pieces..


So Sunday 6th December, I developed a pain in my back and I put it down to muscle strain and general pregnancy issues. By Tuesday I was in agony and struggled to move, the pain had moved to my right side and up towards my rib cage. So I booked a emergency appointment with my doctor. She diagnosed a Kidney Infection and gave me anti-biotics and told me to rest. Funny right.. I have a toddler and a house to run and the lead up to Christmas.. When could I rest?!

I had my 20 week scan on the Wednesday and the half hour travel to it was unbearable. After 5 minutes in the car- I was sobbing in agony and by the time I got to the hospital I felt like I had done 10 rounds with Mike Tyson. To then get into a scan where the pressed a hard Doppler onto my side and belly. I just wanted it to be over. After the scan I spoke to a midwife who urged me to get to A&E as it wasn't getting better but worse. 

Unfortunately I couldn't make it straight away so I finally got to A&E on the Friday. By this time, I was sofa bound. I couldn't lie down, or move. I was having severe hot and cold sweats. I had a raging temperature. I hadn't eaten since the Sunday and I had a migraine so severe I could barely open my eyes. I got to A&E at half 1 in the afternoon and presumed, the state I was in and being pregnant- I would be a small priority... This was wrong. The wait was 6 and half hours and it was so much longer!

I had to see triage first (2pm) and they just told me to go home and rest?! Was she being serious? I demanded to see the doctor so she told me she would pass my notes on.

5pm and I saw a doctor who told me just to continue taking the antibiotics and rest. I was so annoyed. All this time waiting and told just to rest. I legit felt like I was dying! I annoyingly agreed and he told me to wait in the room so he could go and get me more tablets. 

5.30pm I was still waiting in the treatment room waiting for the bloody doctor who must of forgot I was there! Eventually he returned but not with tablets but with needles instead and asked me if anyone had taken any blood.. To which I had replied that the only test I had taken was a Pee test on the Tuesday. He looked panicked and instantly told me that a blood test needed to be taken. I agreed and held out my arm. I hate needles so I refused to watch and by the time it was over, I looked at my arm and a lovely canular was looking back at me. I was so confused. I was only meant to have a blood test and now I've I got this?! He told me that depending on the results I could be spending the night there but the results take a few hours.. Great!

9.00pm After waiting for what felt like weeks and begging the poor receptionist what was going on. I found out the doctors had forgot about me waiting there! I was getting so frustrated as I saw drunks, Nosebleeds and sprains being put before me. Whilst I was sat in a wheelchair, on my own, sweating like an Eskimo in the Bahamas and sat there crying my eyes out in pain. I was then found and told that my blood test had come back as having a high reading of inflammation markers in my blood. So I wasn't just having a basic kidney infection but more like the fact that the infection was attacking my kidneys and they could be starting to fail.
This doctor told me he wasn't going to take any chances and wait for more test results and he would be pumping me with 3 different Antibiotics plus painkillers straight to veins. I was then left in a room with a sofa and told to get comfy as it would be a long wait to find a bed. 

In this time, I put my phone on charge (My amazing Mother in Law had driven to my house and got Chris to pack a bag for me and drove to the hospital to give me essentials! Which bless her is an hour round trip! She's an angel <3) I cuddled up to a blanket and face-timed my dad. Which is another star! Who drove me to hospital, ferried Chris and Noah back and for the whole time I was there, and rang me to keep me company! I then left my arm out with the canular and fell asleep. To be honest, I felt like I was floating with the amount of stuff they were pumping into me. 

11.30ish- They Finally found me a bed on a temporary ward. Which was the assessment ward. I had a nice room to myself with a private toilet, 1-1 nurse and a television to myself. I got hooked up to more painkillers and Anti's and went to sleep. Or that's what I thought. I was woken up around 5 times between midnight and 7am, until I finally gave in and just stayed awake. But the fact that my painkillers and Anti's had to be administered separately and every hour. I was like a zombie!

The Next day. Chris, Noah and my mum came to visit me and It was so glad to see them! Since me and Chris have been together we have spent 98% of our time together so sleeping in a bed without the other was just weird and not being woken up by Noah shouting you in the morning was just.. Crazy! 
The doctors did their rounds and I was told that I would be in for at least a few more days as I needed an ultrasound and they don't run on weekends?! Plus they wanted to up my painkillers and Anti's but being pregnant. They couldn't. This would mean I would be in pain longer and looking at more a week in hospital. I was also forced to hand over my Pee to be monitored. This was because i was having IV fluids twice daily and drinking jugs upon jugs of water but only peeing half a cup a day. This still amazes me.. Where the hell did the rest go!

It was then I found out I was being moved out of my super cosy room and being moved to a proper ward. Which was OK at first until I got there and the youngest patient was like 60! I felt intimidated. I had never been on adult Ward. All my hospital stays happened when I was 18 and I went to the children's ward. But being 21 I had to grin and bare it. It turned out it was so bad. The other ladies I shared a bay with were lovely and adored Noah when he came at visiting hours. 

A consultant came to see me when I had settled into the ward and sat there and basically put everything on the table. Which I appreciate and was terrified to hell! I like people telling me how it is, but hearing how bad I was scary. Basically my inflammation markers were really high. Like super high! Normal is as low as possible. Minor infections which was what I thought I had would indicate between 5-10 and mine was showing at 27 and getting higher! My blood test also showed my kidney was getting damaged. This infection was taking over my kidney! I was scared because my whole life I grew up around poor kidneys. My dad has recurring Kidney stones and my Nan has dialysis 3 times a week. I was heading in that direction and leaving this infection any longer could end up with the same future. 
I was 21 and my kidney had started failing. It hit me that this wasn't a basic infection and this had turned serious and being pregnant they couldn't do much to help. 

He continued and said that I was still going to be pumped with 3 different Anti's hourly and painkillers. He also told me he had spoke to a Obstetrician and they would see me the next day to check on baby girl. This is because of the amount of stuff that was entering my system and check how she was dealing with the infection. 

This then hit me. I was selfish and spent the last few days thinking just about myself and I had forgot that this could impact her too. This panicked me and I burst out crying with this poor guy sat in front of me. He had reassured me that he had spoken to a obstetrician and a baby consultant from a major hospital about the different things I was taking and it was all ruled that everything I was taking was safe for her but to monitor to her as the amount I was taking was high. I was booked in for a scan the day after.  

Skip a few days. Baby Girl was fine, just drowsy from the different medications but she's a fighter and she fought this battle with me. The infection wasn't harming her and she was doing just fine and her little heart beat was doing great! I also had a scan on kidneys and my left one was doing fine, but my right one was showing damage like they predicted but not a massive amount. 

So my kidney is damaged about 5%. It's not enough to do anything yet as of me being pregnant but it's enough to panic if I get another infection. I was discharged after 5 days in hospital! Yay! But with the advice that if I get another kidney infection I would end up back in hospital for them to manage it and I now have to have regular urology appointments to check the damage hasn't spread. But for now they can't do anything else. 


So the present: Christmas Eve! 


The infection has gone. I ended up taking about 2 weeks worth of 3 different Anti's! So that kicked it to the curb. I'm still in slight pain with my kidney but I was told that while my kidney was swollen I would be in pain and it could take up to a month for the pain to go. It's not as bad as when I was in hospital, it more like an ache that the sharp stabbing pains I was having. I just have to ride it out and hope I don't get another infection. I have to deal with regular appointments and my kidney will never be 100% healthy but I'm so glad that the infection didn't completely shut down my kidneys! It was like someone was watching down on me (: Whoever you are I'm glad you're watching out for me. I need a guardian angel!


So that was the scariest week of my life so lets lighten up the mood with a few more life updates about our little expanding family!


  • It's Christmas Eve and Noah is so excited for Christmas, the amount of times I've had to stop him opening presents!
  • He is loving the idea of having the advent calendar every morning
  • He learnt the word Bum. Which is mainly my fault but I use it around him instead of swearing!
  • Noah has been attacked with Eczema and the majority of his body is covered in little patches. So a referral to a dermatologist has been made.
  • He has an appointment with an allergy clinic at the end of the month, to see if he has a milk protein allergy like we have been suspicious of.
  • He also has a possible referral to Great Ormand Street Hospital (GOSH) to get more tests. Which is about 7 hours away from where we live. But it's the UK biggest children's hospital and we will happily travel a million miles to get him sorted!
  •  Noah is officially 18 Months old! Where has the time gone!! Still doesn't want to walk though!
  • I'm officially nearly 23 Weeks pregnant. With a little girl and I've had so many questions about her name. Only our close circle know her name, the rest of you will have to wait till April.. Sorry (: 
  • Next Month officially marks Mine and Chris' 3 Year Anniversary. These past 3 years have been the best and I am so blessed with a guy who has stole my heart and is such a doting Daddy to our two children. 

Anyway until next time...Merry Christmas.
 

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