by alaskamommy (582 Posts), Thu Apr 11, 2013 04:36 pm
Hello to all,
I am doing research for a novel I'm writing. It's a story about a mother who travels to Alaska to be with her estranged daughter who is hospitalized with PE.
Just FYI, I'm a member of the forum from a few years ago, when I had PE for the 3rd time. I'd been on strict bedrest (with 4 kids and a deployed husband) for 3 months when my symptoms REALLY kicked in. My doctor was very nice, but frankly wasn't all that concerned. I *knew* something was wrong - I'm sure you all know that gut feeling I'm talking about. I really believe this forum saved my life, because the people here gave me the courage to really insist on being seen. I literally had to break down in tears before my doc would repeat the blood tests. She sent me home but called a few hours later and told me (lo and behold) that yes, I had gotten much worse. I ended up with HELLP as well, and when I got to the hospital in the morning to be delivered at exactly 36 weeks, my BP was ridiculous, the blood tests were administered again and my doc walked into my room yelling for the nurses to get me on the (dreaded) mag sulfate and into the operating room NOW. I was very fortunate - my sweet boy is 5 years old now and had very few medical problems. I have some residual liver/kidney issues and it looks like I'll be on a dieuretic for the duration. I have a lot of "female" problems too, and my doc is actually advising a hysterectomy. She said if I get pregnant again she'll kill me. Jokingly. Sort of.
So anyway, I know my history and how I felt when I came home. But I would love to hear from anyone else who'd like to share their experience of the first week or so, especially right after they got home from the hospital. I will keep all info totally confidential. Specificaly, I'd like to know if anyone else had difficulty nursing (my body had been through too much to produce more than a tiny bit of milk), how long you stayed puffy (ugh), your level of energy (or total lack thereof) and basically how you felt and looked. I know I looked like I'd taken up streetfighting, but that was just me.
Thanks in advance, and hugs to everyone going through it still.