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The Birth

The way the nurse looked at me, told me
That something wasn’t quite right
It’s why I‘d gone to the surgery that day
I’d been feeling nauseous all night,
The nurse called the doctor, who came to say
“We’re going to start you off, right away.”

They told me I had pre-eclampsia
A condition both dangerous and rare
But not to worry, that my baby and I,
Would receive the best of care
They put me to bed, and told me to rest
Then every five minutes, took a blood pressure test

The doc gave me a valium injection
To bring my blood pressure down,
Ten minutes later he came back again
The smile on his face, replaced by a frown
“I’m sorry Janette - your blood pressure’s too high
If we don’t operate right this minute – you’ll die!”

They gave me the anaesthetic,
As they wheeled me down corridors grey
And as we approached the theatre doors,
I could feel myself drifting away
The last thing I remember, before slumber serene
Was the theatre staff, standing there, all dressed in green

When I eventually came round, when I finally awoke
Hooked to monitors, drugged, feeling sore
I received such a shock, I shot up in bed
Pulling all the drips down to the floor,
The doctors and nurses then came rushing in
To find out, what caused the alarm bells to ring

They told me I’d been in a coma
For two weeks, I’d been out of this world
That the op had gone well, and I now
Was the mum, of a beautiful, baby girl
She was doing quite well, though still a bit weak,
I was totally too dumbfounded to speak!

Two weeks of my life are now missing,
Absent time, I shall never recall
But if not for those doctors and nurses
I would never have been here at all,
For my life, and that of my daughter they saved
And for that I’ll be grateful, to the end of my days.

©  Janette Fisher – April 1983
This poem was written after the birth of my first daughter who is now 27

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  1. Date: 5/10/2010 11:09:00 PM
    ooh what a wonderful story. that was a while ago and doctors were not as advanced as now. Lucky you had good care. Thank you for your comments today. Love, joyce

  1. Date: 4/13/2010 2:10:00 AM
    Oh, God, Janette, what you've been through. I am sending you a cyber big hug and a smootch to that little bundle of joy. All the very best to both of you and think positive :) Love, Iolanda

  1. Date: 4/12/2010 12:40:00 PM
    Great write about a serious condition...I had that with my second child but not to the extend that you did..I am glad that you and the child are doing well..Keep the creative pen flowing. Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my write. Sara

  1. Date: 4/12/2010 12:25:00 PM
    Thank you for reading my poem and the kind words, Janette. I’m a little confused about why people are congratulating me. Isn’t it true that every poet gets featured in turn? If that is the case, it’s just a normal procedure, isn’t it? Could you be kind enough to explain this to me? I just read your poem “The Birth,” and I thought it was fantastic! Why were you in a coma for two weeks, do you know? I’m glad that you and your child are doing well now. Love, Amy

  1. Date: 4/10/2010 11:26:00 AM
    Wonderful poem Janette, quite an ordeal to go through. Thank you for sharing this window in your life >> James

  1. Date: 4/9/2010 10:18:00 PM
    A narrative well expressed. I like it