Kameron's Journey

Welcome to my world.  My journey began several months ago, when I was conceived.  My mommy was exstatic as I was her dream come true, her miracle baby.  As I grew inside my mommy's womb, everything was great, I was warm, fed and protected.  I was due to arrive on Janurary 2, 2019.  A week before my grand entrance, my mommy was told by the doctor that she should be induced, because of all the pressure I was putting on my mommy's spinal cord.  My mommy is only 5'0 tall, and she had limited space available for me.  The doctor ordered an Ultrasound just to make sure there were no problems in sight for my delivery and that mommy was healthy.  The doctor said the ultrasound appeared normal and the induction was ordered.  

Mommy, had to arrive at the Hospital by 7AM on January 2, 2019, my due date.  When she arrived they dressed her in this amazing dress, they called it a gown and into the bed she went.  They began the process by providing her with a IV into her arm for fluids and medication for the procedure. They attached to circle disk to mommy's stomach one was to measure my heart rate and the other to measure mommy's contractions.  My heart rate was good, and mommy's contractions were steady just not strong. The doctor, and not the one that ordered my entry came into the room to do a quick check on mommy to see where her dilation was at, that is a number they gave to mommy, to let her know when she should be able to begin to push so I could exit my current home to my forever home.  The doctor said she was dilated to 1, so they were going to give her a medication to help with dilation which the doctor would re-check in 5 hours.  The medication inserted was a tablet called Cytotec, at 1230PM.

During the next several hours the fetal monitor and contraction disk would stop recording my heart rate and when my family questioned why, the nurse informed them it was because I was moving to much and they would re-adjust and leave the room.  The doctor came in a rechecked her for dilation and she as at 1.5-2, so the doctor decided to insert another tablet, to help further everything along with the dilation.  The doctor again check mommy at 6PM she was at 2 CM.  My grandma and other family was asking the doctor why they weren't doing a c-section and the dr. stated that they wanted mommy to progress on her own, which she felt the medication would work.  The doctor then decided to try another medication, one in which had to be inserted as well and mommy had to be on complete bed rest for 12 hours.  This medication was Cervidil.  At 7AM the next morning on January 3, 2019.  A new dr. came in to check mommy and she was at 2.5cm-3cm, this dr. decided to begin Protosin at 2 units every 20 minutes.  Again, the fetal monitor had stopped working several times through out the evening and daytime.  At 2pm the dr. came in to re-check mommy once again and she was at 3cm, mommy's contractions were stronger but no dilation.  Grandma had requested why a c-section is not being performed and this dr. stated that she could handle labor and delivery.  Grandma explained that the fetal monitor needed to be replaced because it was not working all the time, her request was ignored again with the response it was because I was moving too much.

The dr. ordered mommy an epidural, by the time it was completed mommy was re-checked and dilated to 4cm, at this time the protosin was being administered at 16 units with increase at 2 units every 20 minutes.  The dr. came in at roughly 4pm, and tried to break mommys water but was having a difficult time completing the task, and waited mommy was at 20 units of protosin.  Dilated to 5cm, at 7pm mommy was on 26 units of protosin with contractions every minute and she was dilated to 5.5, they had mommy moving around in different positions to help me come down a little more into the birth canal.  The dr. then came back in at 8pm re-check her and she was at 6cm.  Again the dr. attempted to break mommy's water and it worked.  The dr. ordered that she begin pushing as she had dilated to 10 in one hour.  After two hours, I finally entered this new forever home, but oddly enough I didn't see anything.  I wasn't breathing and all of this yucky yellow and black fluid followed behind me.  The nurses grabbed me from mommy stomach and started pushing on my chest, blowing in my mouth until I took that first breathe they were all waiting for, but I was suppose to make a sound and yet nothing was heard.  They took me to a special place where many things were going on, needles, machines, shots and more needles, but for some reason I had a bad headache and my body was shaking, my eyes were doing some crazy things as well.

They told mommy they had to send me to a special place called the NICU at the Children's hospital because I wasn't breathing well.  I saw her for a split second and she was the person I was waiting for.  When mommy got the the hospital they gave her my prognosis.  HIE, (Perinatal stroke is the result of an oxygen-depriving event: either a clot results in reduced flow of oxygenated blood (ischemia) or hemorrhage disrupts normal blood circulation. Similarly, hypoxic-ischemic encephalopathy (HIE) is, at its core, an injury caused by a lack of oxygenated blood flow to the brain. meconnium inhalation, and ruptured eye vessels.  They told her that the next 72 hours were critical as I was having continuous seizures.  I needed special medication to help my brain rest and heal.  They completed a MRI after a couple days, and it was made clear to mommy that all 4 sections of my brain had injury to them, they diagnosed me with a stage of CP (Cerebral Palsey) to what extremes I will have difficulty that is unknown.  Mommy has not been able to work since this all began, and the bills are piling up, gas to get me back and forth to my appointments is getting higher than expected.  My medications, appointments, special helmet for my head because my skull is not forming properly, among other basic needs.  And, just yesterday they told mommy that there is a possibility that I may have to have brain surgery because, my soft spot seems to be closing to early and if this happens my brain will not be able to grow so they have to keep it open to allow my brain to grow.

Mommy is very humble and prideful.  She needs help, if you can donate anything even the smallest amount would help her out greatly.  As, I progress in life, I will make sure everyone is updated on my progress and milestones.  Thank you for reading my story, and please keep me in your prayers and thoughts.

Love, 

Kameron