That day the doctor let me hear through the fetal doppler Daryl’s heart sound and heart rate, I was overwhelmed with joy. Forget about the technical specs of this medical device like tele-interface and all, this invention is truly awesome. The unequaled effect of such medical invention will always be the indescribable, extraordinary feelings of joy a mother feels.
Then the news came after five months being preggy that I am one of those ‘lucky mothers’ (1 in every thousand) to be delivering a child under placenta previa condition. On that fifth month, the situation was only imaginary, the placenta covering only a little of the cervix. The doctor said if the boy will stay still, the condition will not change. But being healthy and strong, my son moved a lot, and I think especially when he’s hungry inside my womb. He kicked a lot.
I was brought to the hospital two times before I delivered Daryl through CS. It was a good thing that my blood clotted because during those times I bled a lot and I could die from it.
The day I was going to be operated through CS, my belly was moving up and down. Daryl wanted to get out already and there was no way to do it. I was profusely bleeding that time. My blood rate went down to 60. During that time, all that I was seeing were chess board marks all around me. My senses were alive and I writhed in pain, with my body unable to react because it was so weak, when the catheter was inserted.
I did not see Daryl at once. I only saw him when we fetch him after staying in the hospital for a week to be monitored because he had a respiratory illness acquired probably from being inside my womb almost drowning from blood. He was not breathing when he came out and he looked dark.
When I heard him cry for milk, I felt that same joy I heard the sound of his heartbeat through that fetal doppler.