Lizzie’s Story
By Lizzie’s mother, Lisa:
I believe that God had a plan for us when he gave us Elizabeth, although it wasn’t always easy to accept, especially in the beginning.
We had tried to have a baby for three or four years. We were on fertility medicine when I finally got pregnant. I had just started my very first teaching job and I had to tell the principal! I had a really good pregnancy, very healthy, and a very good doctor. Two weeks before my due date I started to swell, so she (the doctor) thought it would be good to induce. I went in Saturday morning at 7 a.m. They put some stuff (?) around my lining to try to ripen it a bit. About 2 p.m. they gave me Pitocin, but by 5:30 p.m. I was in such severe pain they gave me Demerol. The pain got more and more severe; I had constant contractions with no break in between. They finally gave me an epidural but nothing worked. The doctor finally sent everyone home late that night and said we’d try again in the morning.
About 3 a.m. I couldn’t bear the pain anymore and asked them to call my husband. Nurses plopped the phone on my belly and said “Call him!” My husband got there, and then the doctor finally came in and said the baby’s not doing well. They did an emergency C-section. After she was born they held her up about 10 feet away so I could see her. She was completely blue and didn’t cry. She was limp. There was dead silence in the room. Then they put me out.