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Every day - as in the war

to Lick sincere wounds I departed to the far-away, solar country... Who knew that exactly there it will become clear that I am pregnant, I wait for children, and desperate fight for ours against them a meeting exactly there will begin...

For the fourth day after arrival pains, unclear small bleeding begin

. I swallow but - to a shp, I deliberate what at me suddenly ached, immunity by nature, thank God, excellent, four years of continuous douche and a hardening plus five years of sport far back in the past nevertheless made the business and what is pain, except head, I knew only by hearsay. And suddenly, as lightning, thought:“ I am pregnant“. There were no bases to assume pregnancy as I thought, but something pricks inside, some flash of emotions - and I precisely understand that I expect a baby. Even tests could be not bought. I call to Moscow, to the gynecologist, fear, she shouts on that party to a tube of possible problems with hormones, orders to drink before return dyufaston, the whole list of vitamins and but - to a shp, to lie, without moving, in well conditioned room. Vitamins and but - a shpa are, but where in Thailand to take dyufaston? And with itself it is a little money. As I abused myself! The civilized adult aunt, and did not take a card with herself not to spend superfluous... Medicines do not send from Moscow, in any forwarding ways, all refused. I call on a reception of hotel, in consulate, to guides... I look for dyufaston in Thailand, I find in the Central clinical hospital of Phuket, packing costs 150 dollars. I go there and I persuade them to cut the second blister on two parts - money is enough exactly for 30 tablets, they also were necessary.

Nine long days... I lie in a dressing gown under a blanket, on the conditioner - plus 17, I do not leave anywhere and I do not put out from - under blankets even of a nose. The ocean is knocked to me a window, windows of number hang over water, I sometimes get up, I look out in a window and I consider days... Flight back - it is heavy. Feels sick. Also the head is turned. It is good what dyufaston waits for me with the girlfriend at the airport, together with a heap of consolations and genuine interest - it is necessary, 32 years, and I are the pregnant woman... Swallowing a double dose, I call the gynecologist, next day I run to make urgent tests... In two hours already I understand that indeed, hormones dance as mentally ill people that the doctor was right and council corrected a situation. I go to it and again all the time of a tear in the eyes...

Here I do not know

why, represented the tiny little man to whom it is bad because I cannot take the necessary medicine or something else necessary to eat. I am directed to ultrasonography, directly hands shiver, shake... On a beautiful wall of the medical center - the wide screen, unclear lines, circles, stripes, and I - in fog, in cotton wool, in other world. I hear the doctor`s voice: “The girl, you see this circle?“ I look at the screen, I see. It is also my future kid. I fail in the thoughts: how to be? Money, work... Housing... Plans... Thoughts are interrupted by the doctor`s voice: “The girl, and here you see the second circle?“ I see. I ask that. I am answered that the second kid that I wait for twins, and ask whom I want - boys or girls, or both those, and others.

Shock. Terribly. And confusion, it is also unknown that to do. Shock! I froze, I look at the doctor, the shiver beats. To me prick something soothing, stack on a couch, ask what plans at me concerning children. I answer that, probably, it is necessary to change work, there are several ideas, the car can sell - doctors begin to have fun and giggle. They say that asked whether I am going to leave children. What horror! Of course, I am going to leave! As it is possible even to think that... At me in a stomach two persons sit... The world stiffened and stopped, such feeling as though time rose and costs, and hot around, and hear nothing that is told...

Ya recovered a little, lay down, give to drink to me tea and send to hospital, I insist on going driving: as, felt better... I go to the Center of planning on Sevastopol, I was given phone there and on Oparin, the Center was closer on the road, for a minute I stop at bank directly on the road: to withdraw a little money, the GAI officer right there runs up... The fact that I still shocked, I understood when as from outside, I heard the voice suggesting to it to take away from me the rights, documents, the car... And that he still wants, but after I reach to the Center of planning. He sees blood (I in white trousers, sitting in the car - light), gets into the car, and (a miracle!) I reach to Sevastopolsky Avenue for the first time in life accompanied by a police car with a flasher, on a dividing strip, periodically on red light of the traffic light. And he even to say goodbye did not leave, waved a hand through glass, was developed on Sevastopol, and left... As he was called - I do not know, it patrolled on Bolshaya Lubyanka Street. Thank you!

do to

ultrasonography At once, offer urgent hospitalization at them under the contract or in other hospital right now. Otsloyka of a placenta. A negative Rhesus factor - a factor. Age rather big for the first pregnancy. Twins for which did not prepare... Pregnancy term - seven weeks from which two weeks are spent in the most improper climate with two ten-hour flights...

I Choose by

the Center of planning with secret big hope here and to give birth. And already exactly in 30 minutes I lie in office though paid the contract next day - with themselves there was no money, and it comes towards me. Analyses, droppers, pricks. Every week ultrasonography. Still with a shiver I remember words of the doctor: “So that here at us? One SB (heartbeat of a fruit) - „ plus “ and where the second? Aha, here and the second, we will look now (here I faded and was afraid to go crazy from a grief if tell „ minus “) Aha, too „ plus ““ . I began to sob, and I every time was promised to be handed over to the psychiatrist. And behind the back obviously uttered that already overage mummy, and is not able to behave.

the first time I spent by

In hospital month, fine month in my life, and was perfect all the same, hospital or giving - with me there were two of my kids. In a month I went home, but exactly for few weeks as everything repeated at first. I could not sit from pricks already by then almost, but hormones plaid pranks, infections, and me put in the second time for three weeks. Nausea and faintness seemed awful, but in comparison with further experiences were forgotten quickly enough. Every week - ultrasonography. Each two weeks - the analysis on hormones, on antibodies, on any necessary things. As I was supported by the doctors and nurses who became by that moment friends and friends, and my best doctor on light...

time to do screening Came. The devil would pobrat these screenings... The first was disgusting, just terrible. I could not talk, could not move. Did not understand what to do. The geneticist told that there is a chance that such indicators - against a large number of pricks and drugs, in twins “nobody will get to look“ (the intake of amniotic liquid for specification of the diagnosis meant), but supposedly look as indicators very bad. I will lower the description of thoughts and feelings in a waiting time of the second screening, there are no words all the same. The second screening came excellent... Then I promised that I will try - kog - yes not to be upset on trifles in life, like the broken glass at the car, the lost money or work...

Me was let out the third time. For the second day pains began, and I laid down back directly from work, called the doctor with mobile, already driving up to the Center. Directly a home that you will do... It turned out that growth 164 and weight before pregnancy of 56 kg - is not enough well to stand twins... Sewed up, put a ring. Thank God, and there are no antibodies, to hold on a little more to that term when it was possible to prick a special prick and not to be afraid a Rhesus factor - the conflict. A little more. I lie. I pray, probably... I do not know how to call it - what I did since a certain moment in hospital...

Here both term came, and the injection is given, and experiences apropos a Rhesus factor - a factor behind... Probably, it is time to go home, to take a walk before childbirth...

the Stomach, meanwhile, grows at

, and I am similar to the mountain. The breast lies on a stomach parallel to a floor. The fifth - the sixth month I am similar to one-fetal pregnancy, perenoshenny for few weeks. Teeth crumble, fly away pieces together with food, I take out them from hospital porridge, but I do not even pay attention to it. I already know that in a tummy two remarkable girls sit that grow and they develop for twins remarkably, just it is necessary to them much therefore they, probably, are going to eat me (it at doctors humour such, however, I quickly got used to it for, in total, 4,5 months in hospital).

is Released for the third time. The doctor orders to come every week to reception to see my state, worries. There passes month (oh, a miracle!). But to my hopes on “to take a walk before childbirth“ it is not fated to come true. I wake up somehow in the morning, I grope phone - and I do not see letters and figures on the device... The doctor already did not even ask what is with me, took the call when I called him on mobile, told: “Irina! Tomorrow morning that were here. How many it is possible! To me will be in „ to dtsat “ time is quieter at last if I you put!“ Next day I was in hospital from where already did not leave before childbirth any more. Retina hypostasis. I cannot write SMS who calls - on the display do not see. In general hypostases attack and run away periodically, but if is - that a knee to a floor - the flat vertical line, the location of an ankle cannot be defined.

Ya 78 kg already weigh though I eat a little and almost I do not drink at all. Pressure... The dropper is just not removed. As I well understand you now, my dear grandmothers, grandfathers and parents when you suffer, unfortunately, with pressure.... To me always to admit, it seemed a little that “pressure“ - something like a headache together with weakness and desire to have a rest. Even it became a shame. With my usual pressure 95 on 65 when I feel perfectly, the daily cardiomonitor shows jumps from 90 to 140 and back several times a day, at the same time different pressure on hands - at the same time. The head breaks up. I cannot sleep on a back, I choke. I lay down on the left side, the girl brawls at the left, legs knocks everywhere - painfully, and I understand her, on her other girl pulled hard... I lay down on the right side - everything repeats with the second girl... The heels which are knocked on me can be touched directly through stomach skin unless not to catch fingers... I cannot sit too - the bottom is similar to a blue sphere in cabbage leaves... I cannot stand and go from too - for hypostases, and the leg size smoothly moved with 36,5 to 38,5. It is unreal now, in several years, to remember the poses and attempts to doze off though for 10 minutes... Against a stress - neuralgia, I do not feel partially left side of a body, the left leg grows dumb, in the left hip though prick needles - there is no sensitivity from a belt to a knee... On hands (from the beginning of a brush to an elbow) it is problematic with the place for a catheter, and to change it, by rules, it is necessary each four days...

we Play for time. Every day - as in the war: I fight for that girls lived in a tummy longer. 36 weeks. Deterioration in the monitor at one of girls began, growth stops. As it appeared subsequently, its placenta initially was small, and could not give much to it. Tian as we can, new pricks, droppers. In one of days I cannot rise, eat, I lose two kilograms of weight by the evening. The monitor of the baby worsens even more. Then it is just terrible - about 20 hours in a row there are no stirs this the girl, do ultrasonography, in the evening one more and still the monitor... All. A last straw, and to us with my girls appoint planned Caesarian. to

... But about childbirth and their consequences - in the following story. Precisely now I know that the person can sustain everything (well or almost everything!). The main thing that “everything“ well came to an end...