There is medical malpractice. When they refuse to induce you and your baby dies less than 12 hours later

(York, PA)

Micah Corrin King

June 29th, 2007, I had a routine weekly doctors appointment. By the time I had this appointment, I was past due. My due date was June 25th. I was figuring that this would be my last doctors appointment and they would induce me anytime now.

I was starting to get so anxious to have him, after all, we did wait so long for this day. When the doctor came in the room that day, I explained how I really thought I was leaking amniotic fluid. I was 100% sure that it was not urine. So, they did a test of the fluid to see what it was. They took the results out of the room and when they came back, they said its urine. I told them so many times that it was amniotic fluid. Since I never saw the test results, I will never know if they even did the test, or if it was actually amniotic fluid I was leaking.

The doctor did an internal exam and said that I was effaced but, not dilated. So, the doctor decided to send me to the hospital to have an ultrasound done to make sure everything looked OK with my baby. I was starting to get really excited hoping I would be at the hospital and stay there until my beautiful boy was born. When I got there, they hooked me up to monitors to monitor the fetal heart rate and my contractions.

The doctor on call that day who was a resident, said everything looks fine. The doctor/resident also complained how tired she was and how it was a long night. She also sat and was almost laying on the bed that I was getting my sonogram done on. I did not appreciate that at all. I thought every time I had a contraction his heart rate looked abnormal to me. I asked the doctor/resident on call that day why she couldn't induce me. She said the best she could do was give me an induction day of July 9th and to call at 7:30am to see if they had any room that morning for me. She also told me that my baby would start to slow down and he would not be moving as much since he was in the birth canal.

I will never ever forget that doctors face. I was so mad that I wasn't treated as an individual. I was treated like just another pregnant woman walking through the doors. I thought it would be good for them to induce me since I had a past history of a miscarriage with twins, I was in pain with major cramps and Micah was getting so big anyway, why not induce me? She didn't seem to care. She kept telling me to drink plenty of fluid, walk, and have sex. What kind of doctor was she?

June 30th, 2007, since I had another crampy day, my family and I decided to go to the Inner Harbor in Baltimore, Maryland to walk around and enjoy the weekend. After all, the doctor told me to walk. We walked and I made sure I drank plenty of fluids. Towards the afternoon my baby wasn't moving as much as he usually does. The doctors told me that would be normal because he would be moving down into the birth canal. So, I thought nothing of it.

As the sun started to set and the bright orange full moon came out, we headed up the road to go home. In the car, my cramps got so bad. I couldn't even sit down I hurt so bad and my baby stopped moving completely. Corey and I kept moving my belly to get him to kick back like he always did. We did this the entire hour drive back. Still no response. I started to feel real sick like something was wrong.

We timed each contraction I was having which was about every 5 minutes. My Mom called the hospital to let them know I would be in. As soon as we got to the hospital, I told them who I was and explained what was wrong. They were very rude and told us to go sit in the waiting room until someone called us back. About 20-30 minutes of waiting, I put a hospital gown on so they could hook me up to the fetal heart monitor. The nurse placed the monitor on my stomach and seemed to start to panic.

She left the room to get the doctor on call that night. The doctor couldn't even find my baby's heartbeat. So, everyone in the room hurried up and started getting the ultrasound ready to see what could be seen. As soon as they had him up on the screen, I was looking right at him, seeing him lay there in one little spot and his heart not making one little beat. His valves weren't moving and the doctors and nurses just looked at each other and I started to cry and scream. They said "Your baby is dead and there is very little fluid." They said it rude just like that. I screamed and Corey and I told them how it was a bunch of shit. We were just here yesterday. The doctor on call yesterday sent me home like she didn't even care. I replay that in my head and it hurts bad. That night was the night I lost part of me. I felt like my heart melted and was stabbed with a knife a million times. I just couldn't wait for my parents and Corey's parents to be there with us through this horrible nightmare. I needed them for support.

July 1st, 2007, a beautiful baby boy was born at 12:56pm, weighing 8lbs 7.9oz and 20.5in long. Micah was born at York Hospital in York, PA. Our baby was an angel. His heart was always so strong at every appointment, nothing was wrong with the umbilical cord or placenta, and my baby was healthy. What makes this situation worse is the way I was treated and how everything was perfectly fine up until the end.

There was way to much medical malpractice and now I will find it hard to trust any and all doctors. I will fight till' the end and I will make sure someone pays for the death of my son. This should not happen to a baby that was healthy and perfect in every way.

So many family and friends came to the hospital just to see Micah. Micah made such a difference just in the 9months I carried him. He made so many people happy, he brought so many people together, he brought so much love.

I hope the doctor that killed our son reads this. I hope she can see what she has caused. I know her name and her face and I will let the world know what she did. Our son should be here. Our son died less than 24 hours from when she (resident/DO) sent us home.

It is scary to think that you can't put your trust in any doctors or residents. I want her to know what she took from us. I want her to know what it feels like to hear that your baby is dead and now you have to deliver him knowing you wont get to take him home.

Instead of doing the things we wanted to do with Micah like, taking him for walks, reading to him, dressing him, giving him a bath, and giving him lots of hugs and kisses, we are purchasing a headstone. No parent should ever have to buy a headstone.

Micah was a perfectly healthy baby with no cause of his death. He was in distress because of the leaking of fluid and he was ready to come out. This should never happen to any parent. Every parent that reads this knows what the pain feels like. When you go into public and see new parents with their newborn and you hear it cry, we never got to hear ours cry. When you see happy parents laughing and smiling and showing the world their baby, all we have is pictures, an outfit and maybe some hand prints and footprints. We have an empty nursery and a broken heart.



Our son's web site:
http://inmemoryofmicahcorrinking.com