due date:  April 1, 2001 

I had just turned 22 the summer I found out I was pregnant for the 
second time. My husband and I were excited hoping this time it would be a 
girl.I had a previous c-section with my son who is now 2 1/2 years old. I 
had my suspicions that I was pregnant and a home pregnancy confirmed it. 
The very next day I was rushed to the emergency room for bleeding.By the 
time I arrived, I had passed my first blood clot. The doctor in the 
emergency room wrote it up as a miscarriage. At this time I was only five 
weeks pregnant. I was sent home feeling miserable. Within the next week I 
noticed my symptoms of pregnancy were still there. I called a doctor and he 
told me that its possible to still feel pregnant for weeks after a 
miscarriage. Stupidly, I believed him. I was still feeling sick about a 
month later so I decided to have a second opinion. This doctor confirmed my 
pregnancy at 16 weeks. I was so happy. During my fourth month I started 
bleeding. After every bleed there was a clot soon to follow. The bleeding 
would happen every couple of weeks throughout my pregnancy. Finally I was 
put on bed rest.And with a two year old that was almost impossible. By my 
sixth month the bleeding was getting heavier and the blood clots were 
getting bigger.I was hospitalized 2 times. By my 7th month I was 
hospitalized until I delivered. I was on complete bed rest. My son and 
husband came to see me every day along with my mother. I hadnt even begun 
to work on the baby's room or wash its clothes. It was even harder to 
explain to my son why mommy was gone. It was hard at first to even sleep at 
night,nurses coming in and out,being woke up in the middle of the night to 
have my blood taken.I then realized how serious my condition was. Soon 
labor and delivery became my second home.I was constantly there so the 
nurses and I became good friends.My bleeding resulted in a blood 
transfusion.I was put on medication to stop contractions and was given 
steroid shots to mature my baby's lungs. Every time I was rushed over to 
L&D they always prepared me for an emergency C-section. This process was 
getting painful and annoying. My favorite nurse stayed with me during my 
first blood transfusion.She was the only one who could comfort me when I 
needed it the most. Finally my 31st week came and by now my contractions 
and my bleeding were uncontrollable. I went to L&D 6 times that week and 
had my second blood transfusion. finally my 32nd week came and my 
contractions were coming closer and medication wasnt helping. My doctor 
warned me the morning of my 32nd week that I was sitting on a ticking time 
bomb and you never know when it'll go off. Well it just so happens that it 
went off the next morning at 5:30am.I was alseep when it happened and woke 
to find that I had completely bled out. For the last time I was rushed back 
to L&D, put on oxygen, and started on my third blood transfusion. at 11:34 
am my son Joseph Dylan Fazelyar was born weighing 3lbs 9oz. He spent 25 
days in the NICU and was released with an apnea monitor. He is now 3 1/2 
months old and so far we have had no problems. He is now off of the monitor 
and doing just fine.

Hi, I am 19 weeks pregnant.  On May 11th around noon, I was on the phone 
sitting on my futon with my 3 year old son.  I hung up the phone with my 
mother, and walked across the room.  About 3 feet across the room I felt a 
warm gushing feeling come out of my vagina.  I thought my water had broke 
and started to run to the bathroom to check it.  I looked down at my legs 
and saw blood running down to my feet and started screaming for my husband
to wake up(who works nights) and had him call 911.  Apparently I was
screaming so loud that my neighbors who were in their houses could hear me! 
I laid down on my bed thinking I was going to lose my baby and thinking
this house must be cursed (my mother had a miscarriage in this same 
building that left her unable to have children, which is why they adopted
me!).  I was brought to the hospital (no pants socks or shoes, but luckily 
I remembered to shove a pair of pants in the blankets when we were leaving
the house) and was cared for by a man who didn't seem to care at all.  He 
wouldn't do an ultrasound and thought that I just had a threatened 
miscarriage and sent me home even though I was still bleeding (and told me 
"well if you're having a miscarriage we can't do anything anyways").  The 
bleeding tapered off the next day (Saturday) and started again the next
morning on Sunday but stopped the same day and I haven't had any bleeding
since (so far, hopefully never again).  That Saturday after I called the 
Doc that was on call for my Doc and explained what had happened hoping he
could give me any advice on what is going on.  Ha ha was I wrong!  He said 
to me "You mean you aren't getting any worse?  Then I don't even know why 
you are even calling me!"  I went to see MY Doc on my 24th birthday that 
following Thursday on the 17th and was diagnosed with marginal placenta
previa.  I was told no sexual intercourse and take it easy, no heavy
lifting, and that fun stuff (my doctor said no sexual intercourse, but 
never explained exactly what I could and could not do, until I got on to
the internet today and found out that you aren't supposed to have orgasm
either, an orgasm can cause pre-term labor and from pre-term labor can 
cause bleeding.  Thanks for telling me doc!!  Did any of your doctors clear 
that up for you?).  Well, now I am into my 19th week and have another doc 
appt. on Thursday for my 20th week exam. I hope that maybe somehow it could
have moved up already so I can quit having to look at the toilet paper 
everytime I pee, and I can go back to taking a walk everyday with my son,
so I can go places that are a little far away without being scared I am too 
far away from a hospital.  I can't imagine what it is like for you women 
who have this for your entire pregnancy if I am already going out of my
mind now!!  Well I will post another after I go to the doctor on Thursday.
Good luck to you all!

due date:  Aug 9th 1992 

 

Ok my story doesent have a happy ending like all the other stories ive read. 

Although it makes me very happy to see that there are so many positive 
outcomes with placenta previa. I found out I was pregnant in December of 
91. We were very happy with the wonderful news even though we had our hands full with a 2 year old and one that was 9 months old. I was 22 and very 
happy to have such a wonderful family and adding to it was great news. Ok 
here it goes. I was only six weeks along when we found out. It was when I 
was 10 weeks along that I started to bleed. My husband was in the marine 
corps and away at school. I panicked! So off to the doctor I went. Of 
course they told me that I might be getting ready to miscarry, my heart 
broke. Well I went a couple of weeks without any bleeding, then my whole 
life changed. At 16 weeks I started to bleed very heavy. I rushed back to 
the doctor and when I got there I wasent bleeding anymore. My doctor 
ordered a genetic ultrasound and we found out it was placenta previa, also 
a girl. I was told to go home and I was put on bed rest. Easier said then 
done. I had two toddlers and my husband was away at school. So my friend 
moved in with her two children since her husband was at school also. She 
did all of my running around and took care of my kids. She was great. Well 
then things went from bad to worse. At week 17 I couldent even get up in 
the morning to go to the bathroom without bleeding all over. They put me in 
the hospitle for a few days to monitor my bleeding and to run some tests. 
While I was in the hospitle I started to also pass huge blood clots. I was 
so scared I dident understand what was happening or why.They sent me home 
and said to stay off my feet as much as possible. So thats just what I did. 
Well about three days later I ended up back in the hospitle with more blood 
clots. They sent me home after two days. They told me there wasent anything 
they could do and just to be careful and to try and keep track of the size 
of the blood clots. I was horrified. But thats what I did. I always dreaded 
morning time when I had to rush to the bathroom so I wouldent bleed all 
over my pad. It was really bad when I had a full bladder. So for the next 
couple of weeks I just dealt with what was happening to my body and tried 
to keep my baby safe. On my next doctors appt I told my doctor it was to 
hard to take care of my kids and stay on bed rest. My friends husband was 
coming home and that was going to leave just me. So he called my husband 
home on a medical emergancy from school so he could help me. Well I was at 
22 weeks at this point. My husband had been home for 4 days whan I woke up 
on April 9th 1992 and told him it felt like I was having contractions. I 
went downstairs to try and time them to make sure that was what I was 
feeling, yes they were contractions. I called my friend to take me to the 
hospitle so they could stop them. I had my husband stay home with the kids 
so that they could sleep. So I went up tp labor and delevary where they all 
knew me very well at this point but this time I came up in a wheelchair 
because my contractions were to strong to walk. So they got me hooked up to 
all of the monitors and called for an ultrasound. I was so scared. During 
the ultrasound I found out that my water had broken, I couldent imagine 
when, I never noticed it. I dident have a gush or even any leaking. So 
thats when I panicked. They called my husband and said that I was going to 
have this baby that day. I knew it was way to soon. Well after they told me 
all of this  I was trying to figure out everything they had just said 
because it all seemed like a dream, like it was happening to someone else 
and not me. All of a sudden I felt a huge gush and I told my nurse that I 
thought my body had, had a delayed reaction in realeasing my water. She 
looked at me really funny and lifted up the sheet. She then ran out of the 
room and came running back in with the doctor. I was hemoraging. So they 
then preped me for an emergancy c section. I was freaking out. They were 
rushing me down the hallway when my husband showed up and I got to tell him how sorry I was. Next thing I knew I was waking up and screaming for my baby. That's when they told me she dident make it. She only weighed 14 1/2 
oz. My husband and the delivering doctor were the only two people who got 
to hold her while she was alive. She lived for 3 hours and at least got to 
feel the love her daddy had for her before she passed away. Well it was the 
worst thing that has ever happened to us and we were able to make it threw 
our most trying time. Not a day goes by that we dont think of her and on 
her birthday we take that day for ourselfs so we can remember how precious 
life is and how quickly it can be taken away. We had another baby in 
November of 93. She is very precious as well as our other daughter and our 
son. I wasent going to have anymore children after we lost our precious 
little Shealee but God had other plans for us and I am very thankful for 
that. So for all of you who have PP or have been fortunate enough for it to 
meand itself listen to your doctors because this is very serious and very 
dangerous. Good luck and remember to enjoy every day of your pregnancy and 
when your child is born remember everything you went threw to get them 
here. Good luck everyone.

WHERE TO BEGIN , I FOUND OUT I WAS PREGNANT ON NOVEMBER 2000 ,GREAT JOY MY HUSBAND AND I THOUGHT A BROTHER OR SISTER FOR OUR DAUGHTER.BECAUSE I WAS ON THE PILL I WAS SENT FOT 2 DATING SCANS AT 8 WEEKS AND 10 WEEKS WHICH TOLD 
US THAT OUR BABY WAS DUE JULY 29 2001.WE MOVED HOUSE TO ACCOMODATE OUR GROWING FAMILY,AND I EVEN MOVED FURNITURE (SILLY ME) COME JANUARY I WENT FOR MY 20 WEEK SCAN AND LO AND BEHOLD IT WAS TWINS SHOCK WAS NOT THE WORD.  MY PREGNANCY CONTINUED I WORKED BUT HAD TO GIVE UP EARLIER THAN PLANNED DUE TO SHEER SIZE HEALTH WISE I COULDN'T OF BEEN BETTER . ON JUNE 12 2001 MY HUSBAND WENT TO WORK AS USUALL AND I GOT MY DAUGHTERS BREKFAST,AS WE SAT WATCHING MORNING T V I FELT A NIGGLE THEN A GUSH ,THATS IT I THOUGHT MY WATERS HAD BROKEN AS I LOOKED MY DRESSING GOWN TURNED SCARLET, ALONE WITH MY DAUGHTER WHO WAS 3 I FELT PANICED BUT I STAYED CALM AS MY DAUGHTER
STARTED CRYING AT THE SIGHT OF ALL THE BLOOD .I DAILED 999 AND GOT MY DAUGTER TO LOOK OUT OF THE WINDOW FOR THE NENA (AMBULANCE)LUCKILY I HAD STARTED TO PREPARE HER FOR MUMMY HAVING THE BABIES SO SO KNEW SORT OF WHAT WAS HAPPENING. SO TO THE HOSPITAL I WENT WITH MY SISTER IN TOW AS MY HUBBY ARRIVED TO LOOK AFTER OUR DAUGHTER AS HE IS VERY SQUIMISH THIS WAS THE PLAN.AN HOUR LATER WE ARRIVED AT HOSPITAL ,ON EXAMINATION PARTS OF MY PLACENTA HAD COME AWAY AND I WAS DIAGNOSED WITH PLACACTA PREVIA AFTER 
WAITING 3 HOURS FOR A SCAN .I WAS TOLD A SECTION WAS ON THE CARDS BUT MY BABIES WGERE VERY YOUNG AND WOULD HAVE TO BE AIRLIFFTED TO A CITY HOSPITAL,SO THEY GAVE ME STEROIDS TO MATURE THEIR LUNGS AND KEPT ME ON A MONITOR.THE BLEEDING ASTOPPRD AND I WAS TOLD IF IT HAPPENED AGAIN I WOULD GO TO THEATRE .MY UTERUS WAS NIGGLING EARY CONTRACTIONS SO THEY PUT A PATCH ON MY BELLY WHICH STARTED ME BLEEDING SLIGHTLY SO THST WAS STOPPED. MY HUSBAND ARRIVED AT 5.30 AND STAYED UNTILL 7.00 AND LEFT WITH MY SISTER AS THINGS HAD CALMED DOWN .SO I SETTLED IN FOR THE NIGHT .7.30 AS MY HUBBY AND SISTER WHERE HALF WAY HOME I BLED AGAIN .THAT WAS IT EMERGANCY SECTION WITH NO ONE TO HOLD MY HAND .MY BOYS WHERE BORN AT 33 +2 DAYS AT 22.03 AND 22.04 THEY WEIGHED IN AT 4LB 12 OZ AND 5LB 7 OZ THER APGAR AT 1 MIN WAS 9 THEY WHERE PERFECT BREATHING ON THEIR OWN OXEGYN SATS 100% NO NEED FOR NSBCUBUT THEY DID SPEND 3 DAYS IN SBCUIN THE HOSPITAL I WAS IN . A WEEK LATER WE WERE ALL HOME ,8 WEEKS ON THEY ARE FINE AND HUGE. PLACENTA PREVIA WAS 
SOMETHING I KNEW ABOUT BUT BECAUSE OF ALL MY SCANS DIDN'T GIVE IT MUCH THOUGH TO BUSY WORRING ABOUT PRE ECLAMPSIA .IT HAPPED THOUGH SCARY AS IT WAS THE MEDICAL HELP WAS INVALUABLE AND IF JUST IF I HAVE ANOTHER BABY I WILL BE AWARE OF WHAT CAN HAPPEN .

Born-03/29/01 story:

My story begins when I was 5 weeks pregnant. I was bleeding EXTREMELY bad. Went to the Dr. and after an ultrasound and my HcG levels checked. They told me you are pregnant, but you need to come back tomorrow for more HcG levels drawn. I came back and to the Drs. amazement my levels had gone up. I was still bleeding, so I had to come back after another week. My Dr. told me to carry on like normal because I was more then likely going to miscarry anyways. Thankfully I didn't listen I put myself on strict bed rest. After weeks of this going back to the Dr. getting HcG levels drawn and 4 ultrasounds, they came to the conclusion that I was having a twin pregnancy and one was normal and fine, but the other was a molar pregnancy. I was sent to the Mayo Clinic-MN where they came to the conclusion that indeed I was pregnant with a healthy pregnancy, but what the others were seeing was a large clot of blood. Theproblem was that the blood blot was above the baby and MUCH larger then the baby. They gave us a 40% chance that baby would survive the clot if it decided to come out, or else the clot would break up gradually and come out, or the clot would get reabsorbed into my body which could take months since the clot was so large. In my case the clot formed when the placenta attached to the uterine wall, it decided to attach to a main blood artery which blead out and formed the clot. I went back weekly for ultrasounds to monitor to clot. Eventually, actually at 20 weeks they discovered that I had complete placenta previa and they also believed that it was possibly PP accreta. I was monitored VERY closely and to make my story short I had a total of 20 ultrasounds and an MRI to rule out the accreta. Well ladies if you are possibly facing a pp pregnancy that involves the possibiliy of a (accreta "when the placenta grows into the uterine wall", increta (when the placenta grow throuh the uterine wall", or percreta "when the placenta grows into the uterine wall and through it and to other organs") if you take anything away from my story at all. Please let it be to NEVER trust an MRI when it comes to any of these circumstances. Trust the ultrasound. When they discovered the pp previa with me they told me that I would be delivering my baby there 4 weeks before my due date. This scared me so much. 4 WEEKS I thought that was crazy, they reassured me that they were going to perform and amniocentesis first to make sure baby was ready to be born, so that helped me calm down a little. I never had anymore bleeding the rest of my pregnancy. I had extremely bad pelvic pain so was put on bedrest 8 weeks before my scheduled c-section. 5 1/2 weeks before my actual due date I went into labor. My labor was stopped and I was taken in Ambulance to Rochester. I wasn't delivered right away because it was 2am and they were guessing that I was going to have pp accreta. So they wanted to be full staffed if they ran into any problems. I made it through the weekend and they performed an amniocentesis on me on Monday and discovered that baby WAS NOT ready to be born. They gave steroid injections for the next two days and decided to go ahead and do my c-section on Thursday. I had previously donated 2 units of my own blood just in case there were any problems. My Dr. told me that I could hemmorage and if that was the case that a hysterectomy could be a possibility, but they didn't think the placenta had grown in that bad because the MRI revealed that the placenta hadn't grown through at all. So we were thinking everything would be fine.

Well 03/29/01 at 9:46am our little miracle Natalie Peyton was born via c-section-we had fought so hard for our little girl for 8 whole months. Those months were horrible we never knew what was going to happen next. She was for sure our little fighter. She was born one month early and weighed 6lb. 4 oz. and was 19 inches long. She came out blue and not breathing at all which was extremely very scary for my husband. They had intibated me because they felt that if I hemmoraged that the 5 minutes it takes to prepare you for intibation would be crutial to me. And as it turns out it saved my life. I am here today because of the grace of God! My Dr. was wonderful she had everything prepared and all of the Drs. they needed on hand. They opened my tummy up and saw the placenta right away. It had grown through my uterus. My husband was in the delivery room and said he couldn't believe how much blood was coming out of me, it was all over, all over the floor getting tracked all around. As soon as they cut my uterus open to get little Natalie out I hemmoraged. My Dr. knew that at the age of 25 I didn't want a hysterectomy, she did everything in her power to save my uterus, but just couldn't. When the surgeon got to me my blood pressure was 40/0. I was very close to dying! My blood pressure actually got so low and I was bleeding out so bad that they had to bring me back to-they gave me some kind of drug to reverse the affects of remembering being concious during my operation. I was in surgery for about 2 1/2 hours. My husband didn't know if I would live or die he was just trusting that Dr. were taking good care of me. In the mean while Natalie was starting to breathe on her own. She is such a fighter! It took her about 2 hours to come around but when she came around she did it really fast.

During my operation I received 7 units of blood and 16 units of IV fluids. I was puffed up so bad after my operation I could hardly move my fingers. I ended up getting 6 more units of blood and 2 units of frozen blood plasma over the next 2 days. My uterine veins were notclotting after they took out my uterus. I ended up having placent previe percreta. The placenta had grown everywhere all the way to my bladder. I ended up having to have a catheter in for a week because my bladder was injured. I am so thankful to be alive and I was taken care of so wonderfully. If I would have delivered her in our town I would have died for sure and not sure if they could have handled Natalie's breathing problems. They called her a lazy baby for the facts that she was premature, I had been put under anesthesia, and they had to cut through the placenta to get her out. I stayed a total of 13 days in the hospital.

Now Natalieis VERY happy and healthy 7 1/2 month old and she is doing great. She weighs 17 lbs. She just got her first two teeth. I am doing good too, have had a hard time dealing with being 24 and having a hysterectomy but count my blessings everyday that I am alive so what else could you ask for. We also have a 4 1/2 year old son. This has too been extremely hard on him. He didn't understand why Mommy could longer do anything with him while I was on bed rest. Wow! I couldn't believe how much that affected him. So for any of you who are expecting and have another little one hang in their. I would love for any of you who read this to email me if you haven't yet had your babies and I would love to help you through this hard time. And to anyone who has had a similar circumstance any encouraging words would be greatly appreciated. This has been the hardest thing I have ever gone through in my whole life and I am so happy that tomorrow I get to celebrate my 26th B-Day with both of my children and the most wonderful supportive husband you could imagine. He was in the hospital with me for the whole 13 days, he was by my side while I was hemorraging out, he stayed by myside the whole time and he was my ROCK! I love him and my kids with all my heart and cherish every minute of everyday with them.

Remember that you can never hug and kiss and say I LOVE YOU too much. I wish the best for all of you and always know that God is watching out for you and your baby. HUGS to ALL-Tasha A.

We found out we were pregnant Nov. 19th 2001. It was the day after we had returned home from the last vacation we will probably take in a long time. Of course the pregnancy test didn't have to say anything. I was sick the whole trip and didn't have to be told what I already knew. I made a Dr's appt. and everything seemed to be going great. Then I got to my 16th week. I had an ultrasound and was told I had complete previa. My Dr. wouldn't even discuss it with me. I left not knowing a thing. I went home and whipped out my 10+ pregnancy books which only gave a one line definition of what PP is. They should never upset a pregnant women because now I have one of the best highrisk OB's on the east coast. Upon seeing my new Dr. at 20 wks everything was explained to me. They told me now I just had marginal previa with just the tip covering my cervix and since it was still early it would most likely move up. Still, we took a few precautions like not internals for the rest of the preg. WOOHOO. We watched me closely and no matter what they say the worry never seems to leave. I waited for my first milestone 28 wks.

That morning I woke up kissed my husband and said we made it. He left for work and I went to the bathroom to get ready to leave myself. I felt a little gush and realized I was bleeding. I called my Dr in a panic and was told to meet her at the office. I paged my husband he came home and off we went. She told me I had had a small bleed (because there is a difference between small and big). I went to the hospital for some monitering and was kept overnight. I was put on bedrest at home. 2 weeks later same deal. Husband went to work I went to the bathroom. Next thing we know we are at the hospital. 2 weeks later SAME thing. At this point it was actually getting kind of funny. 1 week later same thing. They kept me over night Mon and sent me home tues. After every bleed I would pass tons of bloodclots. Some the size of golfballs. I went to an appt. On thurs and my Dr said I think we are going to make it to the end. We are just having some small annoying bleeds but nothing big. We scheduled a C-section for 29 wks. The next night I got up to go to the bathroom and felt a HUGE gush. I couldn't even look down. All I saw was Chris' face white as a ghost. My tan pants were now bright red. I knew this was it, the BIG bleed everyone talks about. I called my Dr. and a stranger called me back. She was getting married this weekend and her subsitute called and told us to go to L&D. We got there and and I got into bed with a trail of blood on the floor behind me.

Everything else happened to fast. There were tons of Drs. in the room and nurses were pulling blood soaked towels out from between my legs. One Dr wanted to deliver another didn't. Finally my body took over and started gushing with blood to were everyone finally said ok lets do this. Next thing I know, my husband was changing into scrubs and they were doing my epidural as they wheeled me down the hall to the OR. Chris was barely in the room when I heard the DR. say look at all that hair. Then my screaming Kathryn Julia was entered the world. They smushed her against my face for a kiss and her and Chris were whisked off to the NICU. At 34 wks she wieghed 5 Lbs. 2 Oz, 18 inches long, scoring a 9 on her 1 min apgar. But that soon changed. I hadn't even seen her yet when I got the call. They had to intibate her because her lungs were not at all developed. She had pnuemonia, ticipsea, and every breathing problem but apenea. The C-section was done so fast they had broken her collerbone. It felt like weeks before she made any progress. Then one day I went in and she was off almost everything. It seemed like overnight she had a complete turned around. After 27 days we were finally able to bring our little angel home. No moniters, no meds, just all the fears of two brand new parents. She's now 6 months old and already a handful. But we love every minute of it.