Next Week Our Baby Will Be Born Two Months Premature

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If the doctors are right my son will be born next week. The surgical procedure they performed on my girlfriend, called a cerclage, has almost entirely failed.

A cerclage is a stitch, or clamp, placed in or around around a woman’s cervix, it’s meant to prevent a miscarriage due to an incompetent cervix. Ideally it would have lasted until our son’s natural due date of January 10, 2010. But no one really believed we’d get there. The idea has been to get to the mystical twenty-sixth week, when the boys’ lungs will have developed enough so he can survive outside the womb.

He made it to the twenty-sixth week marker six days ago. On Tuesday, during our regular hospital visit at the Ottawa General, the doctors told us the cerclage had slipped from 13mm to six. If you point your fingers downwards, and squeeze them together, that would be the cervix… the cerclage should be located between the top and middle knuckles. 13mm would be between the top of your fingernail, and the bottom knuckle.

The cerclage inside my girlfriend, which is the only thing holding our baby inside her womb, is now located about halfway between the end of your finger and the top of your fingernail.

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Cleaning Up After Nine Months Of Neglect

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My apartment is slowly becoming less filthy. For most of this past year, and the last few months of 2008, I was living on two-thirds of my prescribed dose of anti-depressants thanks to a pharmacy screw up.

It took me far too long, but a couple of months ago I finally realized I was taking the blue pill, not the purple one. It’s like living in a large room with one lamp, then remembering there are track lights. All that time living in the dark, forgetting where my stuff was, and all I had to do was flick a switch.

Well my switch is flicked. I’ve been back on the purple pill for a month now, and I feel better than I have in a long time. Not perfect, but better. More able to see what’s going on around me. And able to make healthy decisions. Like finally changing my sheet and pillowcases.

…this is going to get a little graphic.

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Proof Of The Life Of Brian And How It Saved Mine

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I have a large collection of Blues music, but it came to me mostly by accident and from only one source.

At the beginning of my College journalism program we were assigned a local celebrity. We had three months to research and write about their life. The 2500 word final product would count for some ridiculously high percentage of our final, first semester grade.

I was assigned Brian “The Source” Murphy, a local FM DJ. Brian had been working for Ottawa FM radio stations for as long as I had been alive. He was also just months removed from having been fired from his job of fifteen years. He had built the record library of the most successful FM station in Ottawa, “Chez 106”, then built a huge and loyal following as host of a six hour blues show every Sunday.

He had the stereotypical blues-man’s deep, gravel filled, voice and a methodical and slow manner of speaking; he was constantly broke; he dressed in the same clothes pretty much everyday — blue jeans, cutoff jean vest, poor boy cap, various buttons; he had the long, thinning ponytail held together with a plain elastic, long sideburns, and the scraggly goatee; he had a wonky eye and wore large glasses.

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Home Again Home Again Jiggity Jig

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My girlfriend came home on Tuesday night. She spent six days in the Ottawa General Hospital for observation and tests because there’s a very real possibility of her pregnancy ending before our child can survive outside her womb.

That risk hasn’t gone away. If anything it got worse during her time in the hospital. The doctors now believe it is a matter of weeks, not months, until the baby is borne. The official due date is January 10, 2010. Unofficially it’s now late October or early November.

Two months ago my girlfriend underwent a procedure called a “cerclage” — which is a surgical stitch or clamp placed around the cervix. Some women have what’s called an “incompetent cervix”, it basically means the muscle is too weak to hold the baby in place. So when the baby grows, the pressure on the cervix becomes too grate, and the result is a miscarriage.

Basically, it’s the premature opening of the cervix.

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Diabetic Polyneuropathy, My Girlfriend Goes To The Hospital To Save Our Baby And A School Bus Hits My Parents Home

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Six months ago I started to notice my feet and lower legs were getting numb. Not a total loss of feeling, but numb in the way your arm gets numb after cracking your “funny bone”.

After consulting with my family doctor in the spring, I underwent a procedure a few weeks ago where fifty electrical shocks were shot down each leg to test the nerves connecting my hips to my feet.

On Monday I met with the doctor to go over the results, and he has concluded what I was feeling — and not feeling — is a direct result of the diabetes I was diagnosed with last year.

I’m still not sure if the test is called ‘EMR’ or ‘EMD’.

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Today’s Tests Show It Is Highly Unlikely My Girlfriend’s Pregnancy Will Last To Full Term

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My girlfriend and I were in Ottawa at the high risk pregnancy unit of the Ottawa General Hospital today. The news we received was pretty grim.

The doctors do not believe her pregnancy will last to full term. The surgical procedure which gave our child the best shot at survival isn’t working properly.

It’s called a “cerclage”, and it’s essentially a surgical stitch in my girlfriend’s cervix. My girlfriend has what’s known as an “incompetent cervix”, which means without the “stitch” her cervix would most likely be open, which would then cause a miscarriage.

Two-thirds of the “stitch” has worn away. There’s less than a centimetre of it left and, because the baby is now two weeks larger than normal, there’s more pressure pushing down on her cervix.

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