It's A Crazy Week (Part 2)

The procedure I went through is laparoscopy. It is a diagnostic procedure in this instance, where the surgeon inserted a tube with a camera at its tip into my abdominal cavity through my belly button. That's the extreme pain I felt before falling into a temporary coma. As it turns out, it was a right ectopic pregnancy, meaning the fetus grew in my right fallopian tube. The fetus caused the fallopian tube to ruptured and the surgeon had to perform Salpingectomy, that is, to REMOVE my right fallopian tube. I didn't know about this initially.

I had asked the Medical Officer on duty what the surgeon did after I woke up and he told me, they had probably just cut up the fallopian tube, took out the fetus and repaired the fallopian tube. Had I not request to stay for another day because my baby was also hospitalised and there was no one at home to look after me, I would have never found out my fallopian tube was removed. It was only the next day, when the surgeon who performed the procedure came around then I was informed of the unpleasant fact. Even though the other doctor present tried to assure me that fertility rate isn't affected much with one tube gone, I had felt absolutely crappy and I'm definitely worried that I won't be able to have another cute baby. I can only pray very hard now that I'll still be able to have at least one more baby in the future. It was a really devastating piece of news since I had planned to have 3 kids. I'm not even half way through. :(

Occasionally, I feel sad about the loss of a baby but consoled myself that at least I have my beautiful Alyssa. I appreciate my baby much much more, and motherhood as well. It's not easy to become a mother - many want to be a mother but never got the chance to, and now that I'm recalling, the feeling of having your baby in you is truly a magical one.

After this experience, I think people should appreciate their children even more and take care of their children well. I'm definitely loving Alyssa more.