I’m 17 and just had a miscarriage.
I never thought it would happen to me, but it did. My boyfriend has been supportive of me. But I don’t know how to deal with any of this. So I’m kinda just shutting everyone out of my life, but that’s just making it so much worse.
I feel so horrible. I don’t know what to do. Please someone help me.
I’m a 16-year-old girl, still living with her mum and I think I might be pregnant.
There is no question as to whether or not I’m keeping the baby, I could never let a life slip through my hands. My boyfriend is very supportive and says he will support me with my decision to keep the baby. However I know my mum won’t be as thrilled, I’m worried about being thrown out and if things don’t work with my boyfriend, I’ll have nowhere else to go. However, just before I got back together with my boyfriend, I had a very drunken night and I may have had unprotected sex with someone. I’m friends with this person, but I’m scared the baby might be his… I’m very very ashamed and have stopped drinking as a result. I love my boyfriend, but despite what he says, I don’t think he’d cope well if it was someone else’s.
Can you get pregnant when you’re on your period? Sorry, it’s my first entry… Please help? I really need advice, I’m really scared. xx
So me and my boyfriend have been having unprotected sex, because I am on birth control.
But lately, I have so many symptoms of being pregnant: nausea, heartburn, stomach pains, headaches, bloating, and spotting! It is too early to tell and I’m really nervous because after all, I’m only 15. He is 17 and he is the most amazing guy I have ever met! He asked me to marry him on 10-10 and I said yes. He still hasn’t asked my dad yet though.
But I would really like to hear some advice and see what y’all think!
Normally, when a mother gives birth, Mom stays in the hospital for a day or two and brings home the healthy baby. That’s what happened to me and my baby. Only, he is not really “healthy”.
This is Baby Tristan.
His story began on June 16 at exactly 12:00 am. Perfect, isn’t it. At the time of his birth, his heart was already failing, but the doctors were able to revive him. He had a condition called cleft lip and cleft palate. Doctors from different departments came to see him; dentists, ENT residents, and surgeons, They planned a course of medical and surgical treatment for him.
June 17, we went home. Happy, contented, satisfied, and overflowing with joy.
June 20, went back to the hospital. The doctor said he was fine. I’m not contented so I called our former college physician who is a pediatrician. No heart murmur, but he has pneumonia. So we had to give baby Tristan strong antibiotics.
June 22, His condition is getting better. He is responding well to his antibiotics. No need for hospitalization. After 2 weeks, no more coughs and colds. He’s doing fine. Check-up done. The doctor prescribed him with hematinic. He’s a little too pale.
Another 2 weeks have passed. Time for his shots. The health center doctor told us that Baby Tristan is blue and has labored breathing. So we went straight to the emergency room and he was intubated immediately for suctioning then removed it again. They said he had an aspiration pneumonia. They found milk in his lungs (common in children with cleft palate). No murmur.
When we are on our way to our room, Dr. Meneses asked the resident who are transferring us to the ward about the case of Baby Tristan. She asked if he has a heart murmur, again NO MURMUR. His fingers are already clubbed and he’s still blue. Dr. Meneses checked for herself and there, she heard it.
Laboratories and 2d echo were done. They confirmed he has congenital heart defect called Transposition of great arteries. Transposition of the great vessels is a congenital heart defect in which the two major vessels that carry blood away from the heart — the aorta and the pulmonary artery — are switched (transposed).
1 week following our hospitalization, we were ready for discharge. As we are packing our things after we fed him. He cried continuously. We cannot hush him no matter what we do. Residents said that he had another aspiration. Suddenly he stopped moving, no movements, even his eyes won’t blink.
I was in panic. I called a priest in the middle of the night for his emergency baptism. Then the doctors intubated him again. But this time, it is not only for a minute. At about 1 am, they reinserted the tube. then that morning they transferred baby Tristan to the Intensive Care Unit. There he stayed and fight for 2 more weeks. Every day, blood was extracted from him, blood were transfused to him and he was bombarded with strong antibiotics.
Until one day he was ready for the operation, but the hospital refused to transfer us to the Philippine Heart center for his surgery because of financial matters. How can we withdraw the money at 9 pm in the evening? Where can we get 50k+ if the banks were already closed?
We waited. He waited… for nothing.
The next morning, he passed away.
We lost the fight because of some unreasonable doctor (Officer in Charge) that night.
It’s okay. My son is now at peace. Baby Tristan is our angel now.
Until today, I feel miserable. I think that somehow it is my fault. I didn’t bring him to a better hospital. I should’ve seen the signs and symptoms. I am a nurse. I could’ve done something to save him. I can’t go to work and focus. I don’t think I can practice my profession ever again. I miss him so much. He is my life. I know I must stand up again, but can somebody tell me how? PLEASE.
I don’t see how some people do it.
I always thought if I got pregnant, I’d be strong and be able to do It. Now that it’s happened, I’m finding it’s not that easy. I wish I could go back in time to make this mistake go away. I do wish I would have listened to my parents about safe sex. So to everyone who’s had a baby at a young age… I idolize you. I’m feeling really helpless right now………..
Don’t know if I can do it……
I’m 19 years old and I just found out last Wednesday that I was pregnant.
I’m about 2 weeks pregnant they said. The first thing I felt was a deep sinking feeling in my stomach, and even though I was surrounded by family when I found out, I was alone by myself.. stuck. This wasn’t planned at all. Actually on Oct. 6 is when things happened, but the next morning, I went and got the morning-after pill. Obviously, that didn’t stop the little guy from getting to his destination. It’s hard because no one understands me and everyone is saying to get an abortion. I do have plans for my future, I want to become a paramedic. I can’t decide on what to do and it’s so confusing. Last year in September, I was pregnant as well, but I went through with an abortion and I promised myself I wouldn’t do it again. Now I’m stuck once again facing one of the hardest things for a woman to go through, making the big decision. The guy who would be fathering this child is also 17, and I don’t think he realizes the responsibilities that come with a baby. Do I even really know? I’m scared. I toss and turn every night trying to decide what’s right and what’s wrong. If I were to have a child, I would want to provide for that child and not be broke or wonder how I was going to buy diapers next month or stuck on assistance. I want a life for myself and I don’t want to disappoint the loved ones around me, I need someone just as much as someone else might need me, this is my first time reaching out and I’m almost begging for help. I’ve read some girls’ stories on here and I feel I’m not alone anymore in the situation, but even still knowing that it’s still in your mind and you can’t run from it no matter what you do.
I don’t want to be alone anymore.
