I'm fed up!!

All morning I have been on the phone and internet talking to people about how I lost Elijah. I have called lawyers for free consultations and I have an appointment next friday to speak to them. I have also written to my local news paper about this situation and I will include the article I've written at the end of this post.

The reason I have all of a sudden started putting this into action is because on Monday I had a BAAAAAAAAAAAD baby day...I was very upset and it was a very hard day for me. So I decided that my pain and my poor baby's death should be accounted for! They deserve to know what they have done, and they deserve to pay for it whether with actual money or with their repuation. Either way, they will pay! Here is the article:

My name is Nicole Snyder and I have a story that I feel should be shared. My story is sad, heart breaking, and infuriating, but people deserve to know that sometimes you need to get a second opinion.

On Tuesday, March 16, 2010 I was 24 weeks pregnant and having a horrible chunky discharge. I called my doctors office, who shall remain nameless for now, and told them about this, knowing myself that it had to be a sign of infection. They told me I was fine and there was nothing to worry about, they said it was just my hormones causing the discharge. I then said "It's the size of a quarter and it's not a normal discharge...it looks like mucous or something." They stuck to their story and kept telling me everything was fine and left it at that.

I continued to have this discharge for the next few days. On Saturday, March 20, 2010 I had just spent the day out with my family, it was a perfect day...Until I went into the bathroom and saw a slight pink color in the discharge. The same discharge I had been having for almost 5 days. I immediately called the emergency room to report it and they came back saying to come in as soon as possible.

Once I got there they ran tests and did an ultrasound only to find that there was no heart beat and my amniotic fluid was very low. On Sunday March 21, 2010, after hours of agonizing pain I gave birth to a 10" 11 oz baby boy who had passed, his name was Elijah. The instant the placenta came out the doctor said, "That is very infected." And then I got angry, I told him I called that Tuesday and informed them of the discharge and he simply replied, I was never told about your phone call.

I also had a miscarriage in 2007 with the same doctors. You would think that they would have taken my phone call on Tuesday as seriously as they should have instead of shrugging it off. I am not saying that they would have been able to save him, no one could know if that is true, but they could have tried. The first child, Adrian, was no ones fault, I had blood clots on the placenta and it was very sudden. They had fair warning that something was wrong with this pregnancy and didn't act on it. I now have lost two children, two beautiful boys that deserved to have a chance at life. One that they could have tried to save, but instead ignored.

I felt the need to share this story with you all because this is a very real and very sad thing that many women go through everyday. It has been eight weeks since I've lost my beautiful Elijah, and there will never be a day that I will not wonder "what if" they brought me in that day I called like they should have. Would I have him in my arms? Would I watch him grow? Would I hear his sweet voice? These questions will forever haunt me because my doctors office did nothing to help.

Please, if you are pregnant and you feel that something might be wrong do not let them tell you your fine unless you are examined first, don't let them shrug it off and rush you off the phone. Babies are a precious gift and each one lost is a horrible tragedy.

Thank you for your time,
Nicole C. Snyder