We are The Engels.... and this is the story about my youngest son Philippe. He was born in September, 2008. My first son was born in 2004, I've been trying for a while and I was not getting pregnant so I went for acupuncture treatment. After 3 sessions I was pregnant. On my six week of pregnancy I got varicela from my son, I went to the doctor and they told me that I have to terminate my pregnancy because I had big risk of my baby been infected. I didn't know what to do, my husband was on a plane on his way to Switzerland and I was alone without my family in Sweden.
After a lot of crying the doctor asked me if I was catholic, I guess because my Spanish accent and she toldnme that and abortion was the best I could do.
A few days later, I was with my husband at the hospital waiting for my appointment to have an unwanted abortion. While I was in the chair waiting to be examínate, the doctor start asking several questions, until she said why I wanted to have an abortion. I said I didn't, I was told I have to and I explained the whole story. She started doing a research online and after a few minutes she told me that she would like me to get a second opinion and she was going to refer me to a specialist. Until week 20, I was not sure if I would be able to have my baby, I had the most stressful weeks of my life... and after having an Amniocentesis, I was able to get the confirmation that my baby was safe. Philippe decided to come 10days earlier than expected and he is a healthy boy. The delivery was very Swedish ...al natural which mean no painkillers whatsoever just like my first son.
I grew up thinking about giving birth with all the painkillers that I could get, but in a country like Sweden, you can only dream about it. My relation with the healthcare system was a love hate relationship. In Sweden everybody gets the same treatment, I didn't have to pay anything for the extra care I had during the whole pregnancy, all my cost was part of the taxes i paid monthly. I was privileged to be there, when I was during labor, the nurse asked for support of a Spanish speaking nurse, she came and hold my hand and spoke Spanish, I don't remember her face only her voice, and few minutes later my son was born.