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Post On Tuesday, October 22, 2013 By Ashley
Everything about being pregnant was easy for me at first, I loved being pregnant. I was single most of my pregnancy, and my child's father was a big stress. I got my own place, and decided I was raising my daughter with or without him. I was doing great, and then all of a sudden, things turned for the worst. I noticed I was getting dizzy, and feeling really bloated alot. I could barely wear my shoes, and I could not even see between my toes. I had my manager take my blood pressure at work, and it was really elevated. She took it numerous times before I decided to call the doctor. I called the doctor, and I told them what it was, they wanted me to come in as soon as possible. I went as quickly as I could. I got to the doctor, and he looked at my feet and ankles, and told me that it was really swollen, but it wasn't the worst he had ever seen.
He told me he didn't like my blood pressure readings, and wanted me to have it checked once more. It was still really high. He told me I was going to the hospital to be monitored closely, and he ordered me to have steroid shots to help the baby's lungs develop in case of early delivery. I went to the hospital, and I was there for a few hours. The doctor came in and told me, that it was just stress, and I knew that was nonsense. I disliked that doctor anyways. He told me I shouldn't of got pregnant before marriage, which was none of his business. I was ordered to do a 24 hour urine to see if I had protein in my urine, and bring it back to the doctor that Friday. Sure enough, I did. My doctor then put me on bed rest, and that scared me to death, I had no idea how I would pay my bills, because my child's father would not help me. That was just more stress added to the picture.
It was hard for me to stay on the couch and at home and not do anything. I had to spend quite a few nights in the hospital, and be monitored and closely watched, and I was miserable. I had to start seeing the doctor twice a week, on Tuesdays for a Stress Test, and Fridays for a sonogram. My baby was not gaining weight, she had not gained weight in two weeks, and that scared me to death. I knew something was about to happen, andÂ I wanted my baby saved. They told me that when I came back in a week they would check her growth, and if she hadn't gained they would proceed and do what was needed. I went back the following week for my stress test, my blood pressure was up again, after being put on medicine for it, it was still not going down. They ordered another 24 hour urine, and sent me home, and told me to come back. I started the 24 hour urine, and realized I was not peeing like I should. I slept all night, and could barely pee the next morning. I knew something was wrong with me. I called the doctor and told them. I went to the doctor and they sent me straight to the hospital. They checked my cervix, and blood and everything was fine. They told me I needed to stay overnight. And I was still barely peeing. They wanted to check my weight, and I had gained 3 pounds overnight.
I knew then, something was about to happen. My body wasn't working the way it should. They gave me a stress test, and that's when it all happened. My baby's heart rate was dropping, and they had to get the baby out. When the doctor told me I was scared to death. I was only 34 weeks pregnant, and I knew my baby was small. I was so afraid of her not being able to live. But, I didn't cry, and I went in the room with my head held high. I loved the doctor that was on call, and I knew I was in good hands. I got my epidural, and we were set. I was on magnesium, and that made me feel like I could barely hold my eyes open, but I made it. My child's father could not be present because it was last minute and all happened so fast because he was out of town working, but as soon as he heard, he was on the way there.
My daughter was born on June 27th at 9:51 am, and she weighed 3 pounds 13 ounces. She was so tiny, and her head was the size of my hand. She did have minor complications. But she is doing great now. And is growing, but still small. I love her so much.
I know that what I went through was terrible, and painful, but I love my child. And I want to help others be aware, and somehow try to cure this. It's a terrible and scary thing. I am now dealing with Kidney and Blood Pressure problems. I want to help others not have to go through this, and somehow prevent it.
Thanks for reading my story. I could type more, but I pretty much summed it up.
Thank you so much.
Best of luck
Ella was born prematurely on 6/5/09. Due to her premature status she was required to stay in... Read More