My name is Carla and I have been a diabetic for 16 years. Along
My name is Carla and I have been a diabetic for 16 years. Along with my diabetes, I also had trouble with my blood pressure, cholesterol, and iron thanks to my "wonderful" family blood line. I was told in my early 20s that becoming pregnant was probably not possible and that if I did conceive, it would be a tough pregnancy. When my husband and I decided we were ready to have a baby, I took all of the precautions that I could. I had been using an insulin pump for over 10 years and also got a 24 hour blood glucose sensor. This helped me keep tight control of my blood sugar during my pregnancy and I impressed my doctors with my numbers.
I went in for a regular appointment with my high-risk OB and he noticed my blood pressure was high. He said he would like to keep me under a close watch for about a week and see if we could get it under control. During my 3 days in the hospital, I felt fine but was swelling up like a balloon. On that 3rd day, the doctor told me that my liver functions had changed and my blood pressure was not coming down despite my bed rest and added medication.
On January 23, I delivered my beautiful baby boy by emergency C-section. I only got to see him for a moment, but loved hearing his little cry. I went to see him the next morning and was shocked at how small a 1 lb 5 oz baby looked. Despite being a micro preemie, he was so handsome and sweet! I spent most of my time at the hospital and got to hold him for the first time when he was one month old. I had to wait another month before I got to hold him again...but I savored all 30 minutes.
Garrett, my son, stayed in the hospital for 4 months and it was a roller coaster ride. He had PDA ligation, hernia surgery, staph infections, pneumonia, many blood transfusions, etc. He is now home and thriving, but still on oxygen. We love every moment we have with him and are VERY thankful he is a part of our lives.
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 ...