This is only a partial right lateral view. With the whole view I had, my guess was at least a litter of five. But there was only one big boy and one medium girl.
The rest was amniotic fluid, most of which flowed into my shoes.
Mom and babies are fine. Praise the Lord.
Don’t see how that belly will ever be normal again!
I went home leaving a fluid trail in the dust. Bathed then put on clean scrubs.
Meanwhile back at the maternity unit, a woman came in with a ruptured uterus —so back to the OR, and this time it was blood running into my shoes!
Sadly, the big baby girl was not alive and was floating free in the abdominal cavity and the lower uterine section was almost ripped in two.
The only option was a hysterectomy for this young lady. It ended up being difficult technically. However, the patient is OK.
From joy for the first case to grief for the second.
Only one other hospital besides G2 is available in the entire area for surgery, to my knowledge (because of strikes).
If we had not been here, the mom and twins and certainly the patient in the second case probably would all be dead.
After another bath, clean scrubs, and shoe change, I finished the day dry in the clinic.
Saving four lives in one morning is worth the small price of blood in the shoes, don’t you think?
Praise the Lord Jesus for sending us here in 2002.
Thanks to all who help us in the ministry by serving here, at home, with finances and prayer!
~ Bert and Debbie