I had sepsis after the birth of my youngest DC.
I had a section and instead of feeling better day on day I felt steadily worse until I took ill on day five. My symptoms were:
- lethargy, I just couldn't be bothered about anything and was listless on the sofa with no interest in anything
- I couldn't eat or drink. It wasn't that I lacked the ability, it was more that the very thought of putting food or water into my mouth was repellent. Thinking about having a sip of water or a bite of food disgusted me so much I just couldn't eat or drink anything
- I was cold, the most cold I've ever been and I couldn't get warm at all, it was like my bones were cold. I had on a vest, a t-shirt, fleece pyjamas, a dressing gown and a blanket and I was still cold
Then as it progressed I started to vomit and couldn't stop until I was at the point where I was vomiting green and brown bile, you can imagine how much fun that was with caesarean stitches.
The coldness ramped up until I was violently shivering.
I stopped making sense when I was talking to DH, I was having conversations with people who weren't there, my sense of time was jumbled up and I kept thinking that the baby was our previous baby, at one point I completely forgot I'd even had a baby and couldn't work out what this crying thing was beside me.
I'd rang the ward and the midwife multiple times over the course of the day to tell them I was unwell, the midwife even came to the house and hadn't picked up. I was told I was just tired, I was then told I'd just had a section and it's normal to feel a bit drained, I was told maybe I'd picked up a big from my other not-at-all unwell children, I was told maybe I had food poisoning.
It was only when DH rang out of hours and insisted someone come see me that I was helped. When he described my symptoms the GP said they were coming to the house and was there within half an hour, they rang an ambulance and when I was admitted to hospital it was finally picked up. Vomiting bile all over the examination room and then having a very lucid two way conversation with my long-dead nana probably helped sharpen the doctors focus a bit.
I had retained placental tissue that had caused an infection and I was very lucky because at the point DH rang out of hours I'd been told by the midwife to go to bed and sleep it off. The hospital said if I'd done that then I'd have died. I also got the standard lessons learned and we're sorry letter. It left me with a full on fear of hospitals and a mistrust of hospital doctors especially at the hospital who missed it.
My advice is that if you suspect sepsis even the tiniest little bit then make a fuss. Firmly ask every member of staff you come in contact with "could it be sepsis?" and insist that they make a note that you asked, if they refuse to assess/test for it then insist that is noted too.