THIS IS OUR STORY....My first pregnancy back in 2003 seemed to be normal to me.
Posted On Monday, January 04, 2010 by Miranda
THIS IS OUR STORY....
My first pregnancy back in 2003 seemed to be normal to me. Until about my 33 week. I was extremely swollen, couldn't hardly walk with out being in pain, headaches that would not go away, not able to keep any food down, high blood pressure and very flushed feeling. My Ob office proceeded to tell me that my BP was high from walking from the parking lot to the office. Being my first pregancy I trusted them.
That weekend my husband and I took a trip (about 3 hrs away) to visit my family. My cousin is a nurse and worked in Labor and Delivery. She was so concerned that something wasn't right with me. And was praying nothing happened while I was there. She recommended as soon as we returned home to immediately visit my Ob office. (just a FYI we are miltary and are seen at the Naval hospital) At 35 wks exactly I had an OB appt and felt horrible. I was seeing spots, had a headache and was throwing up left and right. That appt was seen with a midwife and she was concerned (finally) with what all I had told her. She proceeded to send me up to Labor and delivery. They then tested my urine for protein and when the results came back along with my high BP they immediately began me on Magnesium Sulfate. They had to transfer me to another hospital due to the fact that they were not capable of caring for a premature baby. So I was ambulance about an hour away. The whole ride in the ambulance was throwing up and the ER lady trying to put another IV in but having trouble due to swelling.
Once at the new hospital it wasn't until later that evening that the docs there said they were going to deliver the baby via c-section. At that point I was so out it and scared all I could do was cry. At first they were going to completely put me to sleep, but decided to just give me a spinal block. I was lucky my son was born that evening at 4lbs 4 oz. I saw him briefly before he was whisked away to the NICU and I was wheeled to recovery. Still being on Mag for the next 24hrs I did not see my son for about 3 days. They only thing he was not able to keep his blood sugars up. I was released after 7 days and my son was released after 9 days. To this day he is a smart healthy 6 year old.
My recent pregancy did go this way. I developed High BP early on in my pregancy but it was classified as average, but high average. I also went to the ER at 16 wks due to blurred vision and a bad headache and vomitting. I was discharged with with hypertension and it couldn't be diagnosed as Preeclampsia until I was 20 wks. When I was 21wks (Christmas day this year) my husband, son and I were eating dinner and I began to see spots. Since my last pregnancy we monitor my bp at home. we took my bp and it wasn't able to read on our machine because it was so high. My husband immediately took me to the ER. It was 198/117. Immediately I was taken to Labor and Delivery. Ultrasounds were done and my BP was monitored. The oncall doc ordered a urine test. I came back 5+ and wanted me to stay in the hospital over night to be monitored and to do a 24 hr urine test.He also started me on BP meds. He began to go over all possiblities and worst case senarios. As frightening and overwhelming as all this was for me and my husband, I was glad I knew it all upfront. once the 24hr test results came back, we received the devastating news. Someone with severe preclampsia has 5000 protein...mine was 12,800. He said he had to call the lab to confirm. He had never had anyone like this. My blood labs came back abnormal but as time went on went back to normal. That morning he recommended that I be induced and deliver the baby. He explained that the baby would not survive at that early and the pediatricians wouldn't even come up. This is the most devastating news a mother could hear. Once induced it wasn't even a few hours that I delivered a 8.8 oz little boy, who passed shortly after. It has only been 9 days since all of this and I am still on BP meds and struggle each day with depression. My 6 yrs old son still has no idea and we are faced now with telling him...as he was so excited to be a big brother. We decided to have our little precious son creamated (since we are moving alot due to military) We will be getting his ashes back this week. And continue counseling. This is the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I am so thankful for the Drs and nurses that were involved with my care. Although I lost my baby and I thankful to be alive.
Ethan will be turning 3 at the end of this month (October). The month of October always brings up some scary memories and emotions for me... I never thought I would have a difficult pregnancy or labor. After all...