I was diagnosed with preeclampsia no symptoms other than a little raised blood pressure and
I was diagnosed with preeclampsia no symptoms other than a little raised blood pressure and signs of elevated sugar I guess. I don't remember. I was young when I was pregnant at 19 years old with my first child survived. At 23 with my second child survived, the same hospital delivered. I was very well taken care of both times and went full term no complications and I was monitored very well.
I look back after going through preeclampsia at 40 years old with major symptoms and with horrible care I received. This time my arms ached every second. I couldn't take the pain. I used a heating pad at all times on my arms. I was extremely nervous and anxious at all times. My skin was burning hot. I had morning sickness every 5 hours around the clock. I HAD to take Tylenol. The general pain was horrifying. Every little movement was excruciating. I bloated like a balloon and felt I was going to die. I went to the E.R. 5 times at least and to my stupid doctor's office with pain in my arms and no one would do anything.
I was depressed beyond description and was put on wellbutrin. I was so anxious that my yorkie terrier could feel my constant pain and anxiety that he peed everywhere, started biting people and wouldn't leave my side. I think he knew I was dying.
I started having contractions and I noticed that my face was bloating. I went to Walgreens and took my blood pressure. It was high. I told my husband that I didn't think I was going to make it. I had an appointment with the doctor that does the sonograms and figures out the baby's length and probable weight. I asked her to please take my blood pressure and to check my urine for protein in her office. I told her that no one was helping me and that I felt that I was dying. She took my blood pressure. It was high. She had someone take my urine. She comes back in and tells me that she is going to check me in the hospital immediately. That was the beginning of the magnesium sulfate drip and the end of my arm pain. I don' know why but the pain stopped in my arms. I felt such relief about that but was terrified. I was 26 weeks gestation I think. I can't remember. i can't remember ALOT of things. Well, the rest of my story just gets worse and is very painful. In short, my son died after fighting for his life from January.10 - February 3, 2008. The delivery and my eclampsia shocks and how my seizures were ignored by the doctors and nurses and how high my blood pressure was when they released me from the hospital was horrible. I had 200/160 blood pressure. Up, then down. Then up, then down. I was put on labetalol. The pharmacist freaked when he saw what dosage the doctor prescribed me. He didn't want to fill it at that dosage but did. Then I took the medicine and was pumping my breasts for milk and going to the NICU to see my precious son struggling. OMG. It's all too much! I miss my son! No one knows what we went through.
No one cares that my son is dead except my mom and my husband. No one else wants to hear about it.
After my son died I left my husband and went to my mom's. My dad was dying at home in hospice and I just sat and took klonopin and went into a dream world of numbness for months. I'm leaving out so much of the hospital experience and my son's NICU only experience of life. It has all been entirely too much.
My husband went way down. He drank himself almost to death. We got back together. He neglected me. He lost his company, our homes, our cars and his dog died. Then he moved on to the sailboat and has been in despair since our son died. Me too. Nothing seems real anymore to me either. My daughter hates me and since she hasn't talked to me, its like the hair on the camel's back. I am GRIPPING white knuckled on to a breaking branch hanging off a cliff.
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 ...