Kayla Rosinski

I would like to share with you my story.
I was full of emotion on my birthday of March 5 this year, 2018, when I found out I was expecting. I was overjoyed and made my first appointment at the health center. As the weeks grew on I became progressively sick all day, every day, vomit on the floor. I started one morning to bleed a bit and I thought, huh, okay let’s make an appointment. They told me some spotting was okay. (Sepsis and Pregnancy & Childbirth)

At the appointment they did an ultrasound and strongly noticed that the placenta was slowly detaching, and there was also fluid resting around the uterus. They further along did pelvic exams, checked the cervix. Everything was fine. After the appointment they wanted a urine sample as I went to the bathroom already upset because the news I could potentially lose my child at 3 months. I sat down.  A puddle of blood and clots streamed from my body I was in fear. I walked out the door with my pants to my ankles crying for help. I was in no state of mind, I almost passed out.

I was taken back in the room and they performed an ultrasound immediately. The baby was still holding on, still moving, so joyfully. We did a pelvic exam to notice I was actively bleeding. I sat in that room for three to 4 hours until it stopped. After all was said and done, I went home on bed rest. As soon as I got home, once again puddles of blood and I felt dizzy. I was rushed to the hospital to be told this was normal and I could potentially lose this child, it’s in God’s hands. I was sent home. The following week I had an appointment.  I just didn’t feel myself I was sick pale fever chills. I couldn’t eat, sleep, it was miserable.

My grandma had asked if I should be put on antibiotics for the bleeding and he said no that he normally don’t prescribe that kind of stuff for just bleeding. Since it’s slowed down, we would keep a close eye, walking away with a slight fever.

That was on Friday on Saturday I struck a temp of 100. I thought maybe this is normal. I took Tylenol. I threw up and was in pain until Sunday night. I went to sleep, pale as a ghost. Throughout the night I shook my bed from chills and sweats. My fever went from 100 to 102. At that point I once again took Tylenol. That was at 1 am Sunday following into Monday. I fell back asleep after hours of shaking. I had a dream that I was dying. I woke up at 7 am to realize that my temperature had jumped from 102 to now 104.3. When I woke up I could barely see. My head and body was so hot I felt like I was going to shut down, crawling to my phone and the toilet in a panic. I broke into tears WHATS HAPPENING TO ME? I hope the baby’s okay I called the health center, called my mom to get me to take me to ER.

My temp had dropped. It took countless hours and tests and pokes, fever up down up down, horrible migraines, I couldn’t barely see. Every time I would go to the bathroom as the hours counted down, I was passing huge blood clots the size of my palm. I was moved to intensive care unit only after countless hours, miserable hot. I had to finally do one more scan. I went to a CAT scan and my body was boiling. I couldn’t breath. I came back to a room filled with people in white suits staring at me, talking to my family with panic on their face. They were told I was dying, that they had to take the baby or I’ll be gone in less than 2 hours. We were running out of time. I looked into my husband’s eyes in fear, knowing my body was shutting down. I had no choice but to be strong and take my baby to save my life, for my son on this earth who needs me. I was signing my life away on papers for blood transfusions. It was time when I reached the operating room it hit me. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t hear, think, see my body was going. Then I closed my eyes and I seen my papa whom just passed 5 years ago, and he was holding something. It was my son Caleb, who had lost his life because of a illness. My organs shut down so bad, my uterus was miscarrying with him, my placenta from the beginning had cause a infection that was not caught right away that turned SEPTIC AND I WENT THROUGH SEPTIC SHOCK ALL WEEKEND. Why after the countless blood work and urine samples, I’m not sure . BUT IT WAS A MIRACLE. I had woke up from life support and made it. On May 10 I lost my angel. NOW PREGNANT AGAIN. I CHERISH MY RAINBOW BABY DUE EXACTLY A YEAR TO THE DATE MAY 10th 2019 .

I wanted to share my experience with you as well as being a warrior of a uncommon disease. My situation, how I developed sepsis from a blood clot as the placenta was detaching was so rare they hadn’t seen anything like it. It was a once in a  lifetime thing they had ever encountered. I’m glad to be alive now and walking .