Showing posts with label Hospital Ampang. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hospital Ampang. Show all posts

Friday, January 4, 2013

Being the Mom of a Preemie... How's it like?

Introduction
One of the commonest questions I get from my friends nowadays is "how's your son?".  And it suddenly made me realize that unlike most mothers who share a lot about their children, I seldom do so. 

Thanks to the dedicated pediatric team at Hospital Ampang, and thank God for the miracle, I'm grateful that Alvin is generally growing and learning like other babies.

However, I shall be glad to share this journey of being a mom to a premature baby here.

Expect many differences
Compared to healthy full-term babies who get to go home together with mommy upon her discharge post-natal, babies who are very preterm don't.  They have to live in "the NICU that never sleeps" for a significant amount of time until they are at least 1.7-1.8 kg or when they are well enough to discharge.  Therefore, if a prem baby seems very unadjusted and "stubborn" compared to a full-term counterpart when they first go home, the differences endured during his/her early days, and immature brain, may have a connexion.

How does NICU look like?
As photography is not allowed at the NICU in Hospital Ampang, I abided by the rule.

Briefly, it's very noisy with the sounds of ventilators and various alarms.  It's brightly-lit 24 hours a day.

In Hospital Ampang, only parents of patients are allowed into the NICU.  Grandparents aren't allowed, with the exception of critical cases with the permission of the pediatrician in-charge.

Of course I do not know the reason for that, but I personally think it's a good idea (why?  I'll explain in a while...).

I know about the general functions of each device attached to a premature baby in the NICU, yet I dread going there each day because I was afraid of seeing deterioration instead of improvement.  It's only until my child's completely off from CPAP that my confidence began to grow.  Even then, I was still worried about other things like hospital-acquired infection, the risks of ROP and hearing problem, PDA, and a host of other dangers that a preterm baby faces. 

The image above from Mayo is a simple and precise illustration of the gadgets used on a very preterm baby in the NICU.  Scary, isn't it?

In the event where grandparents are allowed into the NICU, perhaps many will burst into tears.  Especially among those who have seen their elderly friends who're ill and battling for life in the hospital with various life support and monitoring devices attached to the latter.  And when they see their grandchildren on similar setup, it will not be surprising for grandparents to end up thinking "will my grandchild make it?".    

Various follow-up appointments to keep
In comparison to full-term babies, premature babies are known to face higher risks for quite a number of conditions.  As a result, it's crucial for there to be continuous monitoring and check-ups to make sure that everything is OK and for early interventions to be initiated if any anomaly is detected.

After all, premature babies are born before they are supposed to, and thus their bodies may not be fully-prepared to cope with life outside the womb.

Let us know divulge into some of the things that we check for, post-discharge from NICU and ward 4A (ordinary neonatal ward).  Being a layperson who shares for the sake of sharing, please bear with my usage of possibly crude-sounding words (my apologies...).

ROP Check
ROP stands for Retinopathy of Prematurity (please click to view the factsheet of ROP). 

The check was conducted for a few times over a period of 3 months.  Eye drops are administered to dilate the pupils, the eye is wide-opened using a special device (like the one used to keep the wide-eye opened during eye surgery), and a bright light is "flashed" into the eye to check if any abnormal blood vessel is present.

Anyway, the panic button shouldn't be on outright... firstly because not every premature baby has ROP, and secondly, if there is ROP but detected early, treatment can be initiated a.s.a.p.

Having gone through 3 tests, I am relieved that my kid is free from ROP.  But there will be an appointment in a year after the last test, this time to test for visual acuity just to make sure that everything is 100% okay. 

Hearing Assessment for Preterm Babies - the BAER test
Premature babies have higher risks in terms of facing problems with their ears and hearing.  And thus, an appointment with the audiologist needs to be scheduled.

The audiologist will check the eardrums, and then proceed to do a full hearing assessment.  During the test, the baby is orally-sedated. This is one test which you'll see the usage of headphone with colourful wires adhered to the forehead. 

Pediatric Check-up
Appointments at the Pediatric Clinic are scheduled once quarterly or once in 3 months for the purpose of monitoring growth, development milestones and the general health of the baby.

The development of premature babies is tracked based on their corrected age (i.e. age based on EDD) as opposed to the conventional age.

Speaking of corrected age, I find myself frequently reminding folks around me that they should measure Alvin as if he's born in August, not May.  This is because I often hear "at this age, his so-and-so is already drinking 6 oz of milk", and "at this age, his so-and-so is already eating this-and-that".

The advice for extra vaccination
During the first pediatric check-up, pediatrician at Hospital Ampang, Dr Rahimah had recommended that my child gets the PCV (pneumococcal conjugate vaccination).  As PCV is currently not in the list of compulsory vaccination in our country, we're advised to seek the vaccination in a private clinic.

I do not know which clinic offers the best deal, but I take convenience into consideration and had decided to seek it from a private pediatrician's clinic (Dr Chia) near where I live.  The Prevenar 13 is to be administered in 3 doses during infancy, and 1 dose at 18 months of age. 

Different Feeding Pattern

When my child was first discharged, he's only 1.78 kg and one can imagine how his appetite is.  We started off with about 30 ml of milk per every 2 hours, and now it's approx. 100 ml per every 3 hours.

100 ml is a small portion, but then what's most important is that as long as growth rate is proportionate to the corrected age, then I shouldn't worry much.

At first, I saw that folks were quite surprised to see this strange feeding pattern which is very different from full-term babies.  Of course, since both children of my parents-in-law are full-term babies weighing well beyond 3 kg at birth, they're already consuming 4oz per feed (120 ml) right from very young.

When to Start Solids?
At 3 1/2 months corrected age (6 months conventional age), there were two occasions when people, including nurses asked me why have I not started solid food on my child. 

Taking my parents' experience with me into account, my parents started me with solid food when I was about 6 months old (corrected age: 5 months old).  Although I was able to swallow my food and did not vomit, I became extremely constipated that enema became an essential tool on a daily basis.  Only upon attaining a more matured digestion that I began to be no longer dependent on the enema as an infant.

I do not want my child to go through my nightmare (as if I remember anything from 6 months old when I don't, hahaha...), so I shall stick to the plan to start semi-solid food at 6 months corrected age rather than now.  I have a feeling that he may be the same as me in this regard, so do trust a mother's instinct and don't fall for pressure from others!

"Do you bring your baby out?"
Besides the above, I have also been frequently asked if I ever take my baby out to public places because I hardly tell anyone of me going anywhere with my child, be it verbally or via the Net such as social network and blog.

Yes, I do.  But to somewhere that's not too crowded until he's at least 2.

"Why doesn't he nap longer?"
This is a question I frequently receive from the present caretakers of my babies i.e. my parents-in-law.

I'm not an expert in babies, but from what I have gathered, some premature babies have sleeping pattern that differs from full-term babies.  Those under this category sleep longer hours, but shorter intervals.

Such phenomena stems from the reason that premature babies tend to have brains less matured than their full-term counterparts.  When "state control" is still lacking, this is when some preemies find difficulties falling asleep despite being tired, and more easily upset by over-stimulation.

People like to say "sleep like a baby" to describe a person who sleeps soundly.  But contrary to that, I'm quite afraid of my baby sleeping too soundly.  To sleep well is okay, but please don't get too sound.

SIDS is one of the things that I'm a little scared of.  If you talk about the risks, I guess I see them all the time.  Low birth weight, being male, not breastfeeding, and sleeping tummy down.  Although I always put my child to sleep on his back, 99% of the time, he'll flip over soon after I put him down.  I'd repeatedly turn him onto his back, and he'd flip again.

In the end, I had to settle with the notion that it's okay to sleep tummy down provided there's nothing to obstruct the nose, and that I'll check on him frequently at night.  At times, I become paranoid and end up rousing him sometimes if I think he sleeps too soundly for more than 5 hours (call me silly and cruel for disturbing a sleeping child!).   

Hernia
Premature babies, especially boys, are known to be at greater risk of having inguinal hernia.

Speaking of Government hospitals in the Klang Valley, only the Pediatric Institute of HKL has pediatric surgeons.  Generally, babies with hernia from Government Hospitals are put into a waiting list until they're 2 years old before they get operated on, except for emergency cases e.g. if the hernia is incarcerated
Additional note: We first went to the surgical clinic of Hospital Ampang as advised by the Dr at KKIA, together with our referral letter.  Dr at the surgical clinic of Hosp Ampang examined Alvin and confirmed he had inguinal as well as umbilical hernia.  We were advised to return for a follow-up in 3 months' time, and dr at the surgical clinic had informed us that Alvin will be referred to Institut Pediatrik HKL when he turns 2.  

Thanks to a commenter to this post who is paed surgeon at a Govt hospital for his/her clarification (at the comment column), and for the benefit of whoever happen to face similar issue with their infants: Accordingly, Govt paed surgeons will take in your case as soon as they receive it - without any postponement.  That being the case, thus I think it's better to go directly to HKL (or the General Hospital of your home state) with the referral letter because that would have saved the hassle and risk of waiting for 2 years to be referred for another time i.e. KKIA --> Hosp Ampang (for e.g.) --> HKL... 

Considering that my child's caretakers get very anxious about him whenever he cries, and considering that I will likely not be able to detect an incarcerated hernia (if it happens) with my untrained hands, I thought that rather than to wait for 2 years, it's best to get it repaired quickly, privately if the budget from my humble savings permits. 

Hernia repair is a minor surgery.  Ours took about half an hour, done in September 2012 at Sime Darby Medical Centre Subang Jaya (popularly called SJMC) by pediatric surgeon Dr Ahmad Zulkiflee. Forcing a baby to "fast" for 6 hours pre-op was a nightmare indeed (note: breastfed babies fast for 4 hours, FM-fed babies fast for 6 hours).  Thankfully, recovery was smooth and speedy,  Alvin appeared comfortable and didn't require analgesics.

Conclusion
In short, I'm grateful that everything had gone beyond my expectation so far.  Thanks to the good people at Hospital Ampang, and thank you my dear family members and friends for your kind prayers and words of encouragement.  

There's only one more thing left to be seen now... arghhhhh, I'm still stressed.  Anyway, I shall update more later on. 

Friday, July 27, 2012

New Path Ahead

Here's a view that's breathtaking enough for one who's been under intense stress for the past few days, or weeks for that matter... and after not seeing the sun for 10 days.

One of the views from Ward 4A at Hospital Ampang
All day all night
A call from the hospital for me to stay in with my kid was a positive one indeed.  Deep inside, I also knew that it's the beginning of a changed lifestyle.

How does it feel to be in hospital for 10 days without any contact with the world out there?

The facilities at Hospital Ampang are generally good, but the lack of access to news and such soon made me lost track of the date, as well as how many days I've been there.  

At the Mothers' Room of the NICU, the lights were on all day and night with no room for darkness.  All of us there face various types of stress - worrying about our babies, adapting to taking care of babies by ourselves (for first timers), and so on.  The NICU is very cold.  I'm not fearful of cold temperature, yet this one was a challenge to me.

Bring your own cutleries!
The food at Hospital Ampang is generally ok, but mothers who check in to the Mothers' Room of the NICU are advised to bring along their own fork and spoon as none are provided there.  Cutleries are only provided for people in the wards, not NICU.  Also, it's advisable to bring along a small knife if you prefer to skin your apple or pear.

 Meal at NICU

Lunch at Ward 4A.  Nasi briyani... yum........

Everything first time
Indeed it was.  It's the first time I changed diapers, first time feeding a baby, and first time swaddling one.  I also didn't know how to burp a baby.  I had no idea how it's done until I observed it from the nurses and my fellow roommates.  So much of theoretical knowledge and yet zero experience in actual handling!

Among the challenges
...are feeding a baby using a syringe instead of bottle.  According to the doctor, it's to avoid nipple confusion among babies.  Not unexpected though, as Hospital Ampang is categorised as "Hospital Rakan Bayi" (or baby-friendly) that endorses breastfeeding.

When I first checked in, I was disappointed by my kid's poor appetite.  I'd have to wake him up every 3 hours for feeding (33 cc EBM+1/2 scope Carborie+0.6 cc MCT oil) or else there wouldn't be feeding at all.      And using a syringe is not exactly pleasant in motivating a baby to feed because a syringe is hard while a baby's natural instinct is to suckle on a soft surface.

There's a distinction between spitting up and vomiting, but in reality it's not really easy for a first timer to tell the difference in the beginning.  A vomiting-phobia person who'd do anything to prevent vomiting and also fearful of seeing others puke, I ended up wearing a thick face by frequently referring to the nurses and also doctors whenever I saw anything spilling out from my kid.

I didn't have much time to sleep.  Perhaps only 4 hours daily, if any.  I was working round-the-clock.  In short, you may say that I had a relaxing "confinement month" because I didn't need to care for a baby immediately after delivery, but the following month I had to do double the amount.

Anyway, a mother who's concerned about her child will not mind doing everything she can for her child.  After going through a long journey of challenges, I'm grateful for the opportunity, because to be called in to live with the baby means a progress is underway.

A few days later (I don't know how many days because I've lost track of the calender), I was told that my child and I would be out of the NICU to the ordinary ward for babies.  And thus we moved to Ward 4A, which is much more pleasant because it has a more relaxed environment, less cold, and more spacious.

I wish to continue, but.....


The Lactation Room at Ward 4A

Nothing beats what's natural, so mother's milk is always the best.  I used to have an abundant supply of milk until a sudden cessation when I checked in to 4A.  A typical single yield of 100ml suddenly dwindled to 20-40ml.

I don't know what went wrong.  I've highlighted it to the doctors, but things mysteriously didn't work out even though I went along with the advices.  My favourite question is "Why does my body always work against my kid?"

I'm a little disappointed by the fact that I'm now relying on premature formula >50% of the time.  The maximum I managed to provide my kid now is about 20 ml of EBM, and about 30 minutes of breastfeeding which seemed inadequate because my kid isn't satisfied with me due to my slow flow.  

So difficult to obtain
I had difficulties finding pharmacies that sell Carborie and MCT oil (MCT stands for medium chain triglyceride) to fortify my milk as advised by the dietician.  After calling up the pharmacies of various hospitals, I only managed to find Carborie at Pantai Hospital Ampang.

Conclusion
Prior to discharge, I was taught BLS.  Other advices including not to bring baby to public places when he's still small, visitors must be well when they come, and that we should see a pediatrician if the baby is unwell.

And now is the beginning of a new journey ahead.  A journey which I do not know what to expect, so I shall only go along with what needs to be done for the moment.  Now that we've gone through the 1st phase, a new set of concern thus comes.

Thursday, May 31, 2012

So Shockingly Sudden

Why of course... Instinct is neither logical nor scientific, but it's real.  There's only one word to describe what just occurred recently - SUDDEN.

Something's not right, but what?
I went to work as usual last Thursday, did my usual chores back home and went for a shower.  I didn't feel right, but I didn't know what's it.  I was not in pain, but I felt strange.  I saw some discharge (just a little and without blood), so I dismissed any morbid thought that came with it since there wasn't blood. 

I was initially supposed to see my ob/gyn on Saturday, but I thought I'd better go a day earlier.  An EL (emergency leave) sounds like a taboo on Friday and I was afraid if my boss gets the wrong idea that I was taking advantage of pregnancy to laze off until Monday, but I had a strange urge to rest.

I had my check-up and everything looked fine.  Fetal position was cephalic (head-down), but not engaged yet.  I was even overjoyed to have a clearer look at the fetus' face on the 4D scan for the first time ever. 

Still didn't feel right
On Saturday, I saw a lot of mucus coming out.  I wondered if it's the mucus plug - was it broken?  Or was it infection?  There's neither pain nor discomfort, also no itching, and I only saw a tinge of pinkness for a few moments before it disappeared.

The Bloody Show
After coming out of the washroom on Saturday night at about 8.30 pm, I suddenly felt a heavy flow of blood gushing out.  I knew something terrible was going on, I must not wait anymore and I went to hospital straight.

While waiting for Dr Norshida to arrive, the staff midwife examined me.  She did a CTG and told me I was having contraction.  The staff midwife asked if I felt anything, I said no.  Contraction?  But I didn't feel any discomfort, cramping, or sensation of contraction.

When Dr Norshida arrived, she confirmed that I was in labour.  As the fetus is only 29 weeks, I have to be admitted to a hospital with ventilator available at its NICU.

My worst nightmare has come true - a premature baby!  I was a former premature baby too (late preterm because I was 36 weeks already).  As I was "more matured" at birth, I did not require a ventilator.   My brother is a naturally full-term baby though.  So it's coincidence rather than anything genetic...

Under Observation
Only if I knew.....  I should have gone to ................... Basically, major Government hospitals are well-equipped in handling cases such as this.  And since I have the pink antenatal card (commonly called "buku merah") from Klinik Kesihatan, it would even be easier.

Alas, although I knew it's a "no-play-play" situation, I wasn't sure it was labour because I did not experience the typical symptoms of labour other than blood coming out, which was actually a show... and I did not feel any contraction at all.  Initially, I even imagined soon losing the kid inside for I thought my placenta was tearing away or something more serious, which gave rise to this bleeding episode. 

I was administered with Dexamethasone (steroid injection given to speed up fetal lungs maturation) and given nifedipine for tocolytic purpose.  I was referred to Gleneagles (don't ask me how did Gleneagles come into picture because it was a long story...), being one with proper NICU and such, as the Government hospitals like HKL, Ampang, Serdang, Putrajaya, etc that Dr Norshida had contacted told her that they had no ventilator. 

At Gleneagles, Dr Teresa Chow came and saw me on Sunday morning.  After checking on me, decision was made for admission to Government hospital.  Long-term NICU care will cost a mountain in a private hospital (this is not a late preterm baby who probably needs just a week in NICU, but a 29-weeker a.k.a. very preterm baby who will require a few months of care in hospital).  In this case, it turns out that the pink antenatal card from KKIA is useful for admission to Government hospital for delivery.  Dr Teresa then wrote a referral letter for me to get admitted to Hospital Ampang.

At Hospital Ampang
I was immediately sent to the admission ward - "Wad Bersalin Hospital Ampang".  I was checked on by a few doctors and the nurse told me to change to the pink hospital attire for maternity patients.  I gave the nurse my IC and pink card for registration.  Another dose of Dexamethasone was administered at 11.30 am.

View from my bed at the admission ward of Wad Bersalin Hospital Ampang

I was admitted to the labour ward at about 12.30 pm.  It's past lunch time, so my husband had to get me lunch from outside.  Thinking I might need a lot of energy for delivery later (which was actually not the case, because it was all too easy and speedy- the details are below...), I tried my best to finish my full lunch takeaway.   

I was bored in the ward, without anything interesting to read or look at.  I didn't walk around because I was fighting hard to buy time.  The only consolation was the opportunity to chat to a few other patients near my bed.  

Tea time. 

Dinner before delivery.  Rice with cabbage and spicy fish.    


A pain like no other, but briefly
I had no contraction pain from morning until the evening.  But starting at 8.20 pm, I began to feel some discomfort on my pelvic bone. From just once, the pelvic pain came once in every 30 minutes (8.50 pm), then once on 10 minutes (at 9.00 pm), once in 5 minutes (at 9.05 pm, and then every minute).

I pressed the call button each time the pain came.  Nurses came and checked if the pain was due to contraction.   After 5 minutes, the nurse told me that I didn't have contraction. The nurse then thought I was having UTI and had given me a specimen cup to obtain a sample for testing.  I told the nurse that I had no infection, and that I was also not in the urge to urinate at all. "Rasa meneran yang tersangat-sangat, tu je...", I told the nurse.  I couldn't lie down straight, but had to do it sideways.

9.10 pm
The nurses did not believe me.  At first, one of them told me "Dah check 5 minit, tak ada contraction. Kalau betul awak dah nak bersalin, mesti awak dah sakit sampai awak dah tak boleh bercakap.  Jangan risau, kesakitan ni pengalaman yang paling bermakna untuk setiap ibu, especially anak first".  Very consoling words indeed, still my instinct felt otherwise. 

Probably annoyed with my persistent complaint (I had to... because I really felt the urge to push), the nurse called the doctor.  The doctor came, did a VE and told the nurses to rush me to the Labour Room (LR) immediately because dilation was full.  I also heard her said "nampak kepala".  So fast!

I was pushed to the LR on the bed itself.  I was told "tahan dulu ye, try jangan push sehingga kita sampai labour room".  Looking back, I would have delivered in the ward itself had I ignored my intuition.  

I was in the LR with a few doctors and nurses ready.  The nurses guided me to lie down and hold myself. The doctor told me to push. 

Ideally, one should lie down still and not raise one's pelvis when pushing in order to minimise tearing to the perineum.  But in moments of pain, it's difficult to stick by what's ideal because the body's natural reaction is to defy it. 

Out to the world
And voila, all in all, it took just a few minutes and the baby's out in one push!  My baby is so tiny, just about the size of the adult cat at the backyard of my house.  Guess what's his weight?
My husband's at home when the nurse called him to come to the LR.  The kid came out so fast, which didn't even give his dad any opportunity to witness his birth.  So by the time my husband arrived, the baby's  already out although my husband took only a short time to reach on that quiet Sunday night.    

A little story on child delivery
How it feels to deliver a child?  I did not feel contraction although I was having it, but I only felt a brief, intense pelvic pain right before delivery.  It all lasted for just 30 minutes. I guess active labor came quickly right after the effects of nifedipine wore off.  Since my child is very tiny, I didn't have much trouble "expelling" him out.  

After delivering the child, the placenta was soon delivered.  The doctor and nurse then checked the placenta to make sure it's intact.  The nurse clenched her fingers into a fist and inserted it "inside" to contract the uterus.  A doctor massaged my abdomen a few times. It was a very, very bloody sight.  

I wish my husband was there to witness everything so that he knows how scary it is... hahaha, what an evil wife I am because I like to see people in fear.  Will he puke, get pale, faint, or appear indifferent at the sight of such bloodiness?

Due to my inability to do the ideal, suture was necessary.  The nurse would swab, stitch, swab, and stitch, ..... and the process went on until completion.  The swabbing part alone was painful enough, let alone stitching.  

I didn't cry because of pain, but some "uhh" and "ahh" were irresistable.   I was given a cup of Milo after everything's done.  

Post-delivery
After a proper cleaning up, I was taken to the post-delivery ward.  My husband went to the labour ward to collect my stuff.  Accordingly, my neighbours in the labour ward asked my husband if I've delivered, he told them "yes" and they said "wah, cepatnya...".  

It felt a lot more relaxing to be in the post-delivery ward.  Most mothers had their newborn babies beside them.  In Government hospitals, with the exception of those whose babies are admitted to the NICU, mothers are required to care for their own babies.  Only a few others were like me, all by ourselves.

I didn't really sleep that night because of the sheer attack of emotion at what just occurred - I was still shocked and almost in disbelief.  It was like a dream!

A random picture of my lunch at the post-delivery ward.  I forgot to take a picture of my breakfast because I was too hungry in the morning. 


First visit to the NICU
Since I've not bathed the whole day on Sunday, I went for a shower in the morning after breakfast. And followed by a brief walk from the ward to the NICU.

I wasn't surprised at what I saw.  After all, I also came out the same way as my child - premature and kept in an incubator.  His skin looked red but not wrinkled, unlike me as I was wrinkled when I was born (according to my father).  So tiny, so tiny!!!

I wasn't intimidated by the sight of intubation, the various lines and tubes because these are things that I used to see just a year ago - speaking of my nightmare at Hospital Ipoh last year which I've not really shared with anyone, well.....   Nonetheless, I was not without fear because I didn't know what to expect.  

The nurse told me "ok je ni... kalau nak tahu lebih lanjut, bolehlah tanya doktor".   I didn't bother asking the doctor, because if there's anything important enough that I need to know, I believe they'll inform me.  

How can I help? 
I went to the NICU again the next day.  I saw the doctor's note nearby... I didn't intentionally see it, but it's just there and I took a peep.  The final sentence said "Get EBM".  At least I felt a bit better that my child can be fed.

A nurse came and asked me for EBM.  On Day 3, the nurse told me to try expressing some milk.  She even took me to the "Bilik Penyusuan" and showed me how to do it manually by hand.  By hand because I was a bit too swollen over there and using a machine may hurt.  I took so long, 2 hours for less than 30 ml.  It was colostrum, I labelled my bottle and kept it in the fridge provided.
I wish I can do more for my child at the moment, but it isn't possible yet.  So the best that I can give is my own milk.  I wish I can have more milk in times to come so that I can play a greater part in helping my child's growth.  

Sometimes I feel bad that my body is unable to carry my child until he's fully term.  It looks a little mysterious and I do not have medical problems, except some PV bleeding during my first trimester and early second trimester (threatened abortion).

When I look back, I realise that's a telltale sign that my body is not quite fit to sustain a pregnancy for as long as most mothers out there.  On a drastic side, I'm seriously considering not to have anymore baby after this shocking event.

I contemplate a long journey in the NICU because my child is prematurely born.  God please give us the strength to overcome this present challenge...

Conclusion
Well, what else can I do but to pray for the best?   

The way he comes to the world somewhat reminds me of my child's grandmother a.k.a my own mother... the way she left the world.  Both went to hospital by ambulance (my child is in utero of course), my mom's intubated before she left, my child's intubated (for the first 19 hours of life) when I first saw him.  She left in May 2011, he comes in May 2012.  What a freaky coincidence, so I'm scared.   

The things I share in common with my child - we're born in the same month (our birthdays are just 5 days apart), we're born on Sunday, and we're Geminians!  I have nothing more to ask for, but to see him grow up like any other children out there, and do better than me in life.

Guess my note is going haywire as if I'm turning crappy, so I shall step down from my soapbox for now... and it's time to head back to EBM, no matter how little (not surprising, as there isn't any stimulation in the form of a baby's sucking).

Contrary to the myth that Government hospital is a scary place to be in, I'm glad for the generally pleasant experience that I had at Hospital Ampang for my child delivery, although there were some hiccups just before going to the LR.   

P/S: I delivered my second child at HUKM (or PPUKM) in March 2014.  This time, the pregnancy lasted more than 36 weeks, thanks to an emergency cerclage at 29 weeks, At last, I found out why I delivered preterm during the first time.  In short, an elective cerclage is mandatory for all my future pregnancies, if any.  The full stories are as follows:

Part 1: Eventful 3rd Trimester at HUKM

Part 2: -unfinished-

Part 3: Hello Brother of Alvin