by Reva Niner

Created on: October 09, 2008   Last Updated: October 26, 2008

People experience all kinds on pain, but my most painfullest pain was also my second greatest joy in my life. It all started on April 29, 1996.

I was getting ready for my doctors appointment, and the night before I couldn't sleep. Plus, it seemed like I was always hungry for something. I finally gave up about six o'clock in the morning and I was feeling like cleaning the whole apartment but every time I bent over or tried to do something I got a pain in my lower back.

Boy, was I ever glad that I was getting a check up that day. For so strange feeling I got that morning also, I loaded up the car with my daughter's and my clothes. I guess I thought I would be needing them or something. When it was time to go, my husband and I dropped off our eleven month old daughter with my mother.

The next strange thing that happened to me that day was when I was walking back out to the car my mother yelled for me. I turned back and she was standing in the door holding my daughter. She took my daughter's hand and waved bye-bye to me and said in a small voice to bring back her baby brother. The strangest thing is that we didn't even know that I was having a boy or not.

When we got to the doctor's office, the nurse checked me in, took my blood pressure and all that other good stuff nurses do to you when your having a baby. At the time I had a feeling like something was going to happen to change my life forever that day. I was right when the doctor came in and the look on his face told me everything I didn't what to know but knew it was happening. I want to jump up off that table and run far far far away.

He told me that my blood pressure was elevated and he was going to check me to make to see if I was dilating or not. If I wasn't he was going to give me some thing that would start the process. But, when he checked me I was dilated to two centimeters.

I was in the hospital about tow or three hours, when I told the nurse that it felt like I had to use the bathroom. Of, course she was busy and told me to hold on a second. But, as soon as she said that I felt weired down below. So, I told the nurse. She came over and checked me out and went running out the door without explaining anything to me, which in turn made me worry even more.

At the time my husband was over looking out the window, from my room you couldsee the medical center that my doctor was working at. So, my husband saw the doctor running back over. He rushed into my room and checked me out for himself. He told the nurse that he did think that the baby was breached and he ordered a x-ray to make sure.

My husband aske me what was going on and asked what breached meant. I told hime that they where poking the baby in the butt because the baby didn't turn around and they will have to do a C-section.

So, hear comes my pain in life, the pain of going under the knife. After, the surgery of course I had more trouble with my breathing. So, I felt like a lab rat with all the test they where doing to me. On, top of all that I got a infection and ended up with a high fever that made me feel even worse. The nurse still made me get up and walk the halls once a day even though I had a high fever and didn't feel like walking.

The bright side of all of this, is that all my tests came back OK, and my fever finally broke about three or four days later.

So, the second greatest joy in my life was my six pound five ounce baby boy that I brought into this world.

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