I almost died giving birth

Hello,

My name is Linnea and I am 33 years old. I am married and I have two little boys! At the time of this writing they are 3 years and 9 months. They have become the light of my life and like to keep me on my toes!

My second was born on February 22nd 2020 and he for sure made an entrance. I went into the hospital to be induced due to his size and a concern on low fluid. I was already dilated to a 3 so the doctor said once I get going it should be fast and easy. My first I had no complications with, perfect birth so i believed the doctor. My first I did hemorrhage a little bit after but it wasn't enough to really say so. I had my mother and husband in the room with me and we arrived at 7 am and by 2:22 pm I had him. It was pretty fast and he came out with very few pushes and was a big boy! I got to hold him and my mom and husband looked at him and we were all talking to him. The nurse then took him to weigh him and such. Everything seemed normal up to this point and I felt fine.

A few minutes pass by and I start to feel very dizzy and I tell my mom, she assumes it just from giving birth and that I hadn't really ate or slept. So I tell the nurse and they get me some food. Well this is where everything went downhill fast! My blood pressure dropped to a dangerous level and all these machines started beeping and people rushed in. They were asking me questions and I remember I couldn't answer right because I was so confused. They kept making me lay in certain positions and trying to keep me awake. One nurse moved the blanket and noticed all the blood. I was hemorrhaging and it was bad. The nurse asked why I didn't say anything and I told her that I didn't know because I didn't feel it. The doctor rushed back in and at that point he was injecting me with blood clotting drugs and talking about signing papers if they needed to do emergency surgery. I was panicking so bad they had to giving me something, I was actually bleeding faster because my heart was racing from being scared. I couldn't hold or see my brand new baby who needed to eat and I felt horrible his first feeding came from a stranger, they wouldn't even let my husband or mother feed him. I remember so many doctors and nurses rushing in and out always asking me questions telling me to stay awake. I ended up needing a few blood transfusions and I remember them not having enough blood. At that point they wanted to send me and my mom to a hospital a little bit father away that was much bigger. My husband would have to stay with our baby. That gutted me, I cried and cried thinking I would never hold him again or see him or see my older boy again. It was all too much! They ended up getting blood and I didn't have to transfer thank god! They set me up with more drugs and some bags of blood and the most wonderful nurse ever! When you get a blood transfusion a nurse has to stay with you pretty much the whole time and it takes 6 hours a bag. I had to have 3 bags so I am glad she was so wonderful. After I got my first bag in I started to feel a little better and she was telling me how close I was to not being OK so to say. She was saying that she has seen mothers die after birth loosing less blood then I did. I don't know if shes suppose to say that but I told her to be real with me about it. I hate beating around the bush. She was shocked I was still awake and responsive, I said of course I needed to stay awake in case I got to see my baby. The hardest part of this was that I couldn't hold or see him for over a day after he was born. I was too weak to hold him and for safety reasons they couldn't risk it. The next hardest part was the mental stuff. It's so surreal to hear doctors talking about life saving measures and the person they are talking about is you. People really always think that it won't happen to them. Being in that moment was hands down the scariset moment and I don't wish it on anyone. I am glad I pulled through with only emontional scars!