Birth story time.

Last Sunday I went into the ER for chest pain and nausea at 38 weeks and 3 days Pregnant I would have never thought everything would have went like it did. My hospital bags weren't even packed I was expecting to be late term as a FTM (I was in the process of packing them the night before) I was sent to a different hospital because the one I originally went to didn't have a labor and delivery Ward I was thinking I just had food poisoning cause the exact same thing happened the week before and they just checked me for contractions and sent me home told me to drink plenty of fluids. That was not the case this time. My OBGYN arrived at the hospital shortly after I did after a few hours and dozens of needles later they told me I had developed preeclampsia, eeclampsia, and HELLP syndrome, that my placenta was infected and making me very sick that we needed to deliver asap before me and my baby passed away due to complications. I expressed my desire of a natural birth and they induced me at noon on January 12th using some pill they cut into fourths and shoved up next to my cervix every 4 hours I had and iv in and 5 different bags hooked into it one was to keep me from seizing out which happened a couple times. While I was on all the drugs they wouldn't allow me to stand so they had to place a catheter in. I thought that would hurt a lot more than it actually did (never had a seizure in my life before)(one of the fluids felt like a constant wasp sting) . They drew my blood every 4 hours and I was so dehydrated even with the fluids it took them numerous pokes to find a working vein each time. The only person that came to see me was my mother whom is homeless due to her meth addiction, we fought the whole time I was hospitalized after he was born cause I didn't want her to touch him (she had a cold sore. I told her repeatedly that it could KILL him she thought I was being dramatic) and she picked him up and tried to kiss him anyways against my wishes. she swore up and down she didn't kiss him even though I heard kissing noises. I tried to kick her out multiple times but the nurses wouldn't do anything and all she would do was guilt trip me about how she has nowhere else to go.(Anyways back to the story) the next morning after they started the induction my OB came back and I was only dialated to a one she gave me the option of a c section and I declined she told me if I didn't show any signs of progress by noon (24 hours after induction began) that they would have to preform a c section. They started me on harder drugs to induce me faster I started getting strong contractions but they already previously told me due to my conditions I couldn't have the epidural or any pain medication going natural. I didn't show any progress I wouldn't dialate any further. they prepped the operating room for me. Probably the scariest moment of my life but I didn't react as badly as they were expecting (probably because all the drugs they had me on) it was scary seeing the sterile white room with all the medical equipment and tools. They brought the anastesiologist in to do my spinal block and he had to poke me 20 different times (yes 20) before they decided to call someone else in to help. The other guy they brought in got it the second try and they laid me back and draped the curtain down so I couldn't see anything. I was TERRIFIED that I would feel everything but all it really felt like was tugging I couldn't even breathe I was so scared. They pulled out my DS and my first words were "Is he okay?" A moment later he started crying and the nurses took him into a different room he peed all over them the second he got out 😂 he was born with a low pee hole, a chin dimple, a dimple above his buttcrack and a heart murmur. The next day and a half was spent in recovery filled with trouble latching even the lactation consultant couldn't do anything the nurses told me I needed to supplement with formula and I've felt like a failure. I'm on day 5 now and it takes me 3 pumping sessions to even get to 1 ounce I feel like my milk will never come in. There's plenty of little details I'm leaving out but DS has awoken, duty calls. Here's a couple pics of my sweet baby. January 13th 2020 @1:40pm 5lbs 15oz 18.5inches.