You had just moved into the recovery room after your surgery. I could see the effect of anesthesia wearing off and you had started feeling the pain. The soft cries that escaped your lips sounded like thunder to my ears.
You wanted to quench your thirst and were biting your dry lips again and again. The doctor’s instruction were clear – no food and water for next 24 hours. Nothing should jeopardize your recovery and so I stood my ground.
The pain must have been exhausting for you. Thankfully, the pain killers worked and you dozed off. I had planned to stay awake whole night and was watching you every ten seconds. At midnight, I was jolted by your cry for help!
My first thoughts were something went amiss in the surgery. And, I was scared. The nurses and the on-call doctors were called in. I vividly remember you trying to speak but were unable to do so clearly. You kept pointing towards your face and no one could understand. More doctors entered the room in time being.
I do not remember who identified the problem first – doctor, nurse or me. But, suddenly everyone in room was talking about your jaw dropping towards right side of the face. The doctors were worried that your body was adversely reacting to anesthesia. For me, it was my worst fears coming alive.
Next thing I remember is your clear words saying, “Jaw stuck”.
Somehow your jaw had dislocated during the day and it was causing you all the pain.The dislocated jaw meant you were unable to close your mouth or speak properly.
Everyone in the room became hyperactive. The orthopedic surgeon on night duty was called in and nurses were contacting your surgeon in case of any emergency.
The doctors tried to set it back into the correct position by manipulating the area back into its proper position.All this while, you kept nudging the doctors away to stop them from touching you. They had to put you under anesthesia to fix your jaw and a heart rate monitor was attached to monitor your pulse.
All this happened in the recovery room itself and your jaw was fixed in no time. The heart rate monitor was left attached to your body for the night with its sharp beeping sounds on. I was terrified to hear it, but at least I knew you were alright.
My night was spent watching your pulse rate numbers fluctuate on that little box and keeping my fingers crossed. I was praying silently to all the Gods to keep you safe, for we had a bright future ahead waiting for us. Throughout this experience, the thought about our yet to be born child was pinching at my heart. And, I know that it also gave you strength to recover fast.
The next morning when you woke up with a faint smile, I knew our prayers were answered.
Living that night with six weeks of pregnancy is one of the daring thing I have ever done. All I wanted was to cry and hug you, but I guess motherhood made me stronger for both of us. I could not give up when you needed me the most.
Have you ever faced such an impossible situation where you wanted to give up? How did your overcome your fear. Share your story in comments. You can read my personal experience here.
I would like to thank Princy from Clanpedia for introducing me. She is a loving wife and dotting mother of two – a bookworm, traveler, foodie, blogger and an optimist.
Also, I would welcome Siduja from Mytinytigger to share her story of dare. She is a civil engineer and first time mom to a 7-month old,exploring the blogging world with adventures of pregnancy, parenting & mom life.
20 thoughts on “The longest night!”
Honey Prisha Lalwani
(12th June 2018 - 21:32)oh man!! you had me hooked on till the end, wondering who that happened to. i wonder how you survived, but rightly said, motherhood makes us stronger, for the better!! im sure hoping he is all fine now.
Dishki
(12th June 2018 - 22:50)Even I wonder at times how I managed to go through it, guess motherhood helped. And, yes he is all fine now. Thank you! 🙂
yogitaamitjoshi
(8th June 2018 - 09:47)Wowwww. How truely ur potrays ur strength and weakness at one point of time… Fantastic Writeup😍
Dishki
(10th June 2018 - 10:13)Thank you. 🙂
Nandita Sharma
(5th June 2018 - 23:06)Omg! So well written I was on the edge of my seat while reading and praying for things to turn out well. When my kid was 6 months my husband underwent a surgery during recovery he fainted due to pain in the washroom and I being alone carried him out and called for the doctor worst moment of my life
Dishki
(6th June 2018 - 22:58)Oh, that must have been terrifying with the small kid around. You are a brave soul to have handled it alone. Hope all is well now.
Ramya Abhinand
(5th June 2018 - 11:29)Tough days tough life.. Look at the postives and glad you overcame it all…
Dishki
(6th June 2018 - 22:57)Very true, all is well that ends well.
Mommy.Adventures.Today
(4th June 2018 - 12:35)Your words resonate so much pain and yet so much courage! You are one strong woman Disha ! Glad the dark day is over!
Dishki
(5th June 2018 - 10:20)In our darkest times we have the most strength. Thanks you for your words. 🙂
Akanksha Gupta
(4th June 2018 - 11:59)WOAAA… Momma such a braveheart!! Standing ovation to you for surviving the night!!
Dishki
(5th June 2018 - 10:19)Thanks a lot Akanksha 🙂
Pragnya Mishra
(2nd June 2018 - 22:37)It was a tough day! Glad it is over. Hugs to you for swimming those rough tides
Dishki
(3rd June 2018 - 13:10)True, I was happy that all went smooth. Thanks for dropping by!
mommynshanaya
(2nd June 2018 - 19:10)It gave me goosebumps!!! I can feel u dear..u arevery strong..powera to u
Dishki
(2nd June 2018 - 21:51)Thanks a lot! 🙂
Sumira Bhatia
(2nd June 2018 - 13:56)Oh my sounds horrifying !! I was rooting ALL the way for things to work out and i will sleep better that they did 🙂
My dad was attacked two years back and hit on the head by theives, had been so scary but things turned around and thankfully he’s doing well 🙂
Dishki
(2nd June 2018 - 21:49)Thank you!
And you yourself are brave to have faced such tough times. 🙂
Ravijot Kaur
(1st June 2018 - 23:25)Wow! Such a brave account! Your strength and your fears are both being reflected from your words at the same time!
Dishki
(2nd June 2018 - 00:36)Thanks a lot! Desperate times give us enough strength to face our fear. 🙂