My story is a personal one that began back in May of 2005. I had just given birth to my sixth child within the last seven years. Needless to say, my body was in bad need of a rest. My husband and i had tried other styles of contraception, to no avail. Because of my extreme fertility, we faced a choice of having a permanent paragard removal side effects procedure done, which we just weren’t quite ready for, or using an Intra Uterine Device, in order to prevent another immediate pregnancy. My doctor highly suggested putting in an IUD, because it was highly effective (99. 9% success rate), and was not permanent. We chose to give the IUD inserted into my uterus. Unfortunately, because I was still nursing, the IUD appeared perforating my uterine wall, unbeknownst to me. I had severe pain and swelling, but the doctor laughed and said it was normal, and to call back, only if it continued past two days. It subsided from day, so i didn’t remember about it.
I appeared becoming pregnant with my seventh child, completely unaware of the IUD that was still inside my body. The doctor assumed that it had gotten out, after an ultrasound came back with inconclusive results (meaning they could not see the IUD in my mid-section or reproductive areas. ) He laughed and said that it probably had dislodged itself while I was nursing and come out when i used the restroom. I knew that most pregnancies occurring as a result of perforation were ultimately automatically aborted, but I had no idea that the IUD was still somewhere in my body. Used to do not worry about losing the baby because I was made to believe that the IUD was in a sewer somewhere.
The pregnancy progressed normally until November 23rd, 2005, when i started having cramps and swelling. I immediately called the doctor, because I had no history of gestational complications. He laughed and said that it was normal, not to be concerned and to call him back if it didn’t ease off next day or so. It did, in fact, stop on Christmas Eve day, so i didn’t need to call him back. Things went relatively smooth after that, until April of 2006. I was experiencing severe tender in my back, and rectal area. I couldn’t sit or stand for for an extended time. I had never felt anything like it in all of my years of previous pregnancies. My hubby out of town and my daughter, thankfully a responsible girl, helped to take care of the five other kids while I lay on the couch, in agony. I finally called the doctor to complain. He made me feel very ridiculous for calling, claiming that it was normal for women who had had so many pregnancies to have some discomfort. I was taught to take a laxative to help me relieve my severe constipation, and some Extra Strength Tylenol. The laxative did not work, and finally, I could sit and have a bowel movement from while. The discomfort in my back and legs got worse as the pregnancy progressed, but the doctor always had the same answer… my numerous pregnancies were the cause. So i finally stopped filing a complaint because I felt so ridiculous.
On the very early morning of August seventh, 2006, my water broke 2 weeks early. I was not having any contractions, but we went to a healthcare facility anyway. Even at the hospital, my labor would not progress as it usually did. Walking only stopped the contractions. The Pitocin that they administered was not doing much to dilate me or bring on regular contractions. I had a feeling in the gap of my stomach that things just weren’t going well. Then, I felt a huge pop in my uterus, and blood gushed out like a feature. My placenta had toned away from my uterus, causing me to bleed out. They tried to help my labor along faster, but the blood loss was causing exorbitant of a risk for the baby and I. We were rushed in to have an emergency C-section.
The baby was born, healthy and handsome, my seventh child, born on 07/07/06. The delivering doctor was also the seventh of seven children. It is quite evident that God had His relinquish the whole thing, despite my suffering. I was allowed to deliver a living child and survive a very difficult pregnancy. My recovery was a long and rough one due to the huge amount of blood loss during labor and delivery. But I eventually felt good again. Months later, in Economy is shown of 2007, I started to get very ill. I was nauseated all day long. I couldn’t hold any food down. I was losing a lot of weight and looking pale. I was always dizzy and almost unable to work as a mother to my children. The primary care physician laughed and said that it was a virus and that it would go away. Blood tests came back normal. I would just need to hope that it would go away on its own. A month later, I was even worse. I had taken several pregnancy tests, and could not figure out what was going on with me. Life had be a nightmare plagued by constant nausea and dizziness.
One morning, as i was taking a shower, I felt something very odd. Two plastic strings were poking out of my rectum. I knew instantly what it was, having seen the IUD at the OB’s office. I completely freaked out. I went immediately to my OB’s office to show them. We were looking at obviously nervous about the whole ordeal, but assured me that it was normal for this type of thing to occur. Ironically that is the very opposite of what they had laughed and said before the attachment. I was told that it was very rare for any problems to occur, even with breastfeeding. Even the manufacturer’s insert did not say anything about an increase of problems due to lactation or nursing, not until they caught wind of my story. The nurse wanted to remove the IUD in front of them, but I was afraid than me being attached to something in my body, being that ıt had been in my rectal hole for about a year.
My newly discovered knowledge that the IUD had been inside my body since May of 2005, helped to clarify a lot of things that had occurred during the past 18 months. But the doctors would certainly not admit that it was the cause of any of my suffering or labor/ delivery complications. I know that they knew that they had screwed up. We were looking at bending over upwards to appease me in any way that they could. I am not a one that believes in getting rich off from litigation, and destroying people’s careers, so that was not my goal anyway. But I felt as if they had downplayed my concerns during pregnancy, and were now trying to avoid being in trouble. They never said to any disregard on their part, and I am aware of why. They scheduled an immediate procedure in the hospital, with an attending surgeon, to remove the IUD. It was successfully removed with no complications. The whole thing was over as quick as that. But the fear that my horrible experience could easily happen to other women, has haunted me ever since. I wanted the world to know that it IUD’s are far more dangerous than they lead us to think. I wanted the doctor to admit that she neglected to do a better job of trying to find the IUD, and taking my complaints seriously. I was yet another uterus to them, despite being a loyal patient of eight years. I felt like they had betrayed me, when they got scared of being sued. They did not represent my best interest, as their patient, violating their Hippocratic Pledge. They did what served them best, so that from looking bad. I truly loved the doctors and nurse inside my OB/GYN office. They had always treated me with respect. But my last two years as their patient, proved to me that i am no more than a small fraction of their paycheck.