Now I don't like to speak negatively about others in public places, but given as to what happened to my twins and I, I felt that I needed to say something to possibly prevent this from happening to someone else. Everytime I tell this story, I literally break down and cry. As I'm typing this, I'm literally crying with anger and hurt in my eyes.At the age of seventeen, I lost my virginity and got pregnant. I chose Dr. Haile to be my obstetrician. The waits in his office took forever. I remember waiting for over an hour at each visit. But then again, the fact that I could even get an obstetrician should be a blessing, so I excuse that fact. Then once he finally got to me, it's almost as if he was in a rush. I felt more like an object than a human. He wasn't enthusiastic about hearing any of my questions or concerns at all. For the questions that he did answer, he answered very rudely. He chastised me for being a seventeen year old who got pregnant out of wedlock, followed by a… joyful boast about how successful his daughter was, to make a comparison. I was already down, I didn't need him chiming in and kicking me when I had already fallen.I believe in my heart that it was his carelessness and his own personal feelings that caused my twins and I to suffer. Being pregnant for the very first time with twins, he told me that I was a high risk pregnancy who would soon have to be put on bed rest. Despite this fact, he ignored the emergency call that I made to him when I was only 6 1/2 months pregnant. Instead, the nurse at his office told me that he didn't feel that my situation was "important" and to wait for him to call back after he checked all of his patients. In addition, she told me that he instructed me "not to move" and to not go to the hospital. I went against his wishes and went to the hospital anyway. It was there that a nurse discovered that the first twin was upside down, as if ready to be delivered. Despite this fact, I was sent home with pills to stop the labor, only to come back by ambulance within an hour due to my sack sliding out. The sack burst on the way to the hospital. Then Dr. Haile showed up at the hospital within an hour. I was told there was no time for an epidural and I had to decide how the babies would be delivered. I asked him what he recommended. Rather than recommending anything, with a smirk on his face, he tells me that it is entirely up to me to decide. He would not tell me the best method. There I was, a person who never knew what it was like to give birth, having to decide what would be best delivery method, over an obstetrician who had delivered babies longer than I've been in existence. Then I remembered an episode of A Baby Story where a woman went into labor a month early. Her doctor MADE her (he didn't ask her, but MADE her) have her baby by c-section because if she didn't, the baby would have most likely bled to death. Now here I was, delivering THREE AND A HALF MONTHS EARLY (not ONE MONTH like the other woman), but THREE and he wouldn't even tell me what the best method was. So I told him that I wanted to get a c-section and that was what I received. Before it happened, the father of my twins tried to come into my room to see me and Dr. Haile rudely made him leave. After the c-section, my mother mentioned of how her and my dad had ran into Dr. Haile while I was still knocked out from surgery. She mentioned that when he saw my dad, he looked nervous as if he were guilty about something. He then told my parents that it was a good thing that I chose a c-section, otherwise my babies would have "bled to death." Despite him knowing this, he never told me that when I asked him what he preferred. So he was willing to let my babies die. One twin actually did die of a brain bleed in the hospital two days after they were born. The other twin had to stay in the hospital for over three months. She grew up with many delays that she overcame, but still struggles with a few mild problems, despite excelling at school. She also mourns for the twin that she's never met. Now there are suspicions that he wanted me to lose my children so that I could get a "new start." But every child has a purpose and I don't feel that it's in anyone's place to play God.Several weeks later, I went to Dr. Haile's office to get my staples removed. Again, I waited for over an hour. He took my staples out and asked how my twins were doing. (He didn't know that one died only two days after she was born, or how the other twin was in the hospital fighting for her life.) Even then, it was like he was still in a rush. He had a file in his hand and ask for me to hold it for him while he stepped out again. I held it and then began reading it. When he came in, he caught me reading it and literally snatched it out my hand. Why? I was also told by Dr. Haile that he "cut my uterus" a certain way and that if I were to ever get pregnant in the future, that I would have to be cut this same way and that I could never deliver vaginally, or else my baby, or both I and the baby would die. He told me that I had to remember to tell this to whoever my next obstetrician was. That it was my responsibility to remember this.When I asked my gynecologist about this, who actually cared and had time for me, he told me that what Dr. Haile told me wasn't true. So now I'm afraid to get pregnant in fear of not knowing who to trust.Now I know that all of this is partially my fault for getting pregnant, but this does not excuse the things that Dr. Haile has done. I've held this in for eight years and I can't take it anymore. Do not trust this doctor for one second.
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