Those that know me personally know what a hard year this one has been for me. It started with all the complications in my pregnancy in March and it has been a downhill battle ever since. My health hasn’t been good at all ever since the birth of my baby. I was meant to return to work in August this year but I had to extend my leave until October due to my health. As you all know baby Alayna spent one LONG month in NICU and when she came home…I went back to hospital for possible blood clots in my legs. The ER doctor told me that I had tested positive for blood clots and I had to be admitted into ICU until I  completed the tests to see where the blood clots were. I just broke down and cried because I was tired of being sick, of not feeling like myself and doing all these tests because so many things were wrong with me.   My mum and dad took care of baby  while I was in hospital so at least I didn’t need to worry about her as she was well taken care of. Shay had to be there with me as I underwent LOADS of blood tests, X-rays and CT scans.

I’m terrified of needles so every test that I  had to do was traumatic. I’m sure that I did at least 50 blood tests this year.  Each test was traumatizing as they struggled to find my veins so I was pricked numerous times.   The most traumatic thing I’ve ever been through was the CT scan. They had to inject a dye through my vein into my chest, while I was inside the machine. It started of as a burning sensation in my chest and moved down towards my tummy then I experienced extreme pain and pins and needles. In the middle of all these tests I had to express milk for baby Alayna as I didn’t want my milk to dry up. Thank goodness I had a frozen stash of breast milk for her to drink while I was in hospital. When I came home I felt that I could finally start recovering and get well enough to look after my baby.

In the end of August I had a slight cold which quickly developed into Bronchitis. I was put on some antibiotics and by the end of the course I started coughing. I was then put on another antibiotic as the doctor suspected that it had become pneumonia and he wanted to admit me into hospital. I refused as I really didn’t want to go back to that horrid place and leave my hubby and baby at home. After the second course of antibiotics I still didn’t get better.

I returned to work on 10/10/2016 after 7 months of maternity leave. My first day went very well and I was excited to see my learners. Sadly on the 11/10/2016 I got very sick and went back to a different doctor and I was put on another antibiotic. Needless to say I didn’t get better so the doctor suggested some blood tests. It turns out I had a viral infection and the antibiotics could have been making it worse. I didn’t go to work for the rest of the week.

On Monday 17/10/2016 I returned to work as I was feeling a bit better after discontinuing all the medication. I eased right back into my work (I love my job). On Wednesday 19/10/2016 Alayna wasn’t feeling well, she was not eating or drinking and she was very drowsy. On Thursday at 3am we rushed her to the ER. They admitted her and did some blood tests and X-rays.

My brave little girl is so used to the hospital and all the tests that she didn’t even cry. In fact she held out out her hand when they tested her pulse. It was almost like she knew what it was. I think after the month she spent in NICU she was used to all these tests being done on her. It turns out that Alayna has the same viral infection that I have. She is doing a lot better and she is home now 🙂 Her cough cleared up and she is eating very well.

We as a family have really been through a lot this year and I am so grateful for my wonderful parents and sisters as they have done so much for Shay, Alayna and I. These experiences also made me appreciate Shay more. He is an amazing husband and father. He is so supportive and he has missed so many days off work to take care of us. In the end, FAITH HOPE and LOVE is what gets us through the tough times.