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Post On Monday, April 08, 2013 By Karrie
My husband and I were so excited when we found out we were expecting a little boy. My pregnancy had been normal until I hit 24 weeks. I noticed that my feet, ankles and hands were getting swollen suddenly. I thought it was "normal" pregnancy symptoms since this was my first pregnancy. I called my doctor and told her what was going on and was told, "it's normal to experience that with pregnancy". A couple days later I started developing headaches that would not go away and some light headedness. I thought again, this must be related to being pregnant. After a week my feet had doubled in size from the previous week and I did not feel good at all. I felt so weak and tired that I didn't want to do anything. I called my doctor and explained how I was feeling and was once again told, "it's normal pregnancy symptoms". I knew it wasn't normal. By the third week I went in and told them I did not feel good at all. At that point my blood pressure was relatively high and they sent me to labor and delivery. I was monitored and sent home along with a 24 hour urine test. For 24 hours I collected my urine and once done took the results to the doctor. A few days later I got a call saying the protein in my urine were up but to take it easy for a few days. I had my glucose test the following week. I was now 28 weeks and went in for my test. So I did the typical, pee in a cup and have a seat. Once called back the nurse took my blood pressure and at this point it was dangerously high. The doctor came in several minutes later and said the protein in my urine had more than tripled from the previous week that I needed to go to labor and delivery now. While there I was monitored for several hours before being placed in a room. I had several tests done and was put on magnesium. The doctor on call came in and explained that according to my son's size they either had my due date wrong or he was just registering small. She said I could probably go home the following day but be on strict bed rest. The next morning a different doctor walked in my room and told me they couldn't wait any longer that they were going to deliver my son between 6-8 pm that night. After all of the multiple shots, tests and tears at 5:44 p.m. on May 4, 2011 my precious 1 pound 13 oz little boy was born. Nothing could have prepared me for the journey I was about to face. After his birth I learned that at 24 weeks, he stopped growing due to lack of blood supply to his body. 24 weeks is when I started calling my doctor about my symptoms and was told "it's normal". I knew there was something wrong but because of the lack of care from the doctor, I was pushed aside. I learned from that moment on never settle for what you think is less. If I feel something is wrong, there might be a good chance there is. My son is almost 2 now and I still have lasting problems from the pre-e. From all of that I can now look back with a smile on my face and be thankful that God allowed my son and I to both survive and be healthy.
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