What's strange about my story is how often it has occurred in my family. Three
Posted On Friday, December 13, 2002 by Kim
|What's strange about my story is how often it has occurred in my family. Three of five aunts, my mother and me so far. (I'm the oldest of three daughters) My first time around with PE was in August 1999. I was 24 weeks and was having general difficulty with the care I had been receiving... You know, the "you can only come in once per month" type of thing. I was lucky enough get the attention of a Nurse Practitioner and she set me up with a different OB. By the time I met with the OB, two days later, my pressure was 155/90. Our daughter was born two days later when my pressure was 260/140. My husband and I luckily had talked about if this were to happen to us and what we may do. The decision not to take drastic measures to save our daughter certainly was not easy but the process to make the decision was at least laid out. The next time around I had the most excellent care, direct to a Perinatalologist and the specialty care this disease needs. I developed PE again, this time at 34 weeks, our son is a wonderful two year old and we are planning another child shortly. Certainly there are many difficulties that I have skipped, especially the reactions of my family which were shocking at best. My father, who had been through this with my mother, was extraordinarily cruel and I have not had contact with him since August of 1999. It also affected the relationships with my sisters as he was incensed that we put him throught all of this trauma. So sad that our despair and desperate grief went unnoticed. It is so sad that this disease is not understood, much less prevented.|
After surviving a very traumatic first pregnancy with a nightmare delivery (30 hours of magnesium-induced hell, ending in an emergency c-section) and even more debilitating recovery, one would think I was DONE having children. Let's be ...