My Hope for Having Children: A True Story of Love, Sacrifice, Faith, Courage and Hope
Suddenly, my sight began to see darkness as if my body was shutting down. Some time later, the paramedics told me that I had “blacked out.” I was unconscious for a while because when I woke up, the paramedics, firefighters, chef, waiters and customers were around me! I had blacked out and was having trouble keeping my eyes open. It turned out that my blood pressure was dangerously low and when they attempted to get me up, I threw up everything I had drank and eaten that day. My blood pressure was getting lower than 80/40 so the paramedics ended up taking me to the emergency room at Emmanuel Hospital in Turlock, CA.
I was released 3-4 hours later because the hospital doctors could not identify what had gone wrong with me. I thought I would feel better soon but it was the start of a challenging ordeal. The following days to come were spent going back and forth to the emergency room at our nearby hospitals due to other unexplained “black-outs.” Little did I know that was the beginning of a highly complex pregnancy that few people survive. It was during my pregnancy that my “hope” was challenged beyond anything I had experienced up to that point in my life.[End of Excerpt from Maria’s Personal Journal]