I will never forget the day preeclampsia entered my life. My pregnancy was full of
I will never forget the day preeclampsia entered my life. My pregnancy was full of obstacles from the start. I bled for the first three months. We were told that our baby tested for Down Syndrome when in fact the nurse performed the test too soon. I was happy they discovered their mistake, but still the stress was overwhelming, probably because I had suffered a miscarriage with a Trisomy baby.
I think that once I finally got settled into my pregnancy and begin to relax and enjoy it that's when it went down hill. My blood pressure started to elevate to 140/90. My ob put me on partial bed rest and blood pressure medicine. I was about 16wks at that time. Things got better within the next couple of weeks. I started working again full time and felt okay. Gradully I started to have some swelling in my face, legs and feet my doctor felt this was normal since my blood pressure was normal and there weren't any signs of protein in my urine. Then one weekend it just hit me. I was extremely tired and was having a horrible headache. When I got up my knees hurt so bad I felt like I weighed a ton. I slept the entire weekend. When I got up for work that Monday I could hardly function. My feet would not fit into my shoes. I had to wear slippers in to work. By the time I got in I felt horrible and took a detour to my Ob.
The nurses weighed me and took my urine. I had gained 15lbs in the course of 7 days (the time between my last appointment) and my urine was full of protein. I was rushed to the hospital and they begin giving me magnesium. Once I became stable they begin running test. At first the specialist told us that things looked good that I would remain in the hospital until I delivered my baby ( I was 23 weeks). I begin to make plans to make myself more comfortable when she came back to say that after looking at the measurements of the baby she discovered that the preeclampsia had started to affect the placenta and that the baby hadn't been getting proper nutrients. She told us that the baby was at least two weeks behind which meant I was on 21 weeks and the chances of survival were none. Even though we had the final say so the doctor said the best thing to do would be to induce labor or else I was at risk of loosing my life as well.
I don't think I cared after hearing that. The only thing that helped me was my family support and the support of my fiance. I was in labor for twelve hours and then my little Morgan was born. When I say little she only weighed 11.3 ounces. She fit into my hands. And though she only lived for an hour and a half she changed my life tremendously. I sung to her and told her my secrets. I kissed her and felt her tiny heart beat under my thumb. I cried. I still cry. I am crying right now.
The doctor said that I had a rare form of preeclampsia because I got sick so fast and so soon in my pregnancy. Its a humbling experience for me because I thought I would be the one to protect my baby from harm and she was not even a day old taking care of me. If she wouldn't have passed on I might have died.
I hope that they find the answers they need to cure preeclampsia or even prevent it. My doctor has performed every test imaginable and has not found anything wrong. My blood pressure is normal as it was before I got pregnant. I can't wait to have another child although I am a bit nervous. I can't tell you how good it is to know that women go on to have healthy babies after preeclampsia. Even though the doctor tells me that, I still need encouragement. I would love to talk with anyone that has encouraging words to say. I can be emailed at Nmoore75@aol.com.
This is for my Morgan. My heart. She taught me that babies are true gifts from God.
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