Plans to prosper and not to harm...
Posted On Tuesday, September 25, 2012 by Loren
My daughter, Summer Lynn was born February 26, 2010. A beautiful red head with bright blue eyes. She is now 2 and a half. Her father and I are blessed by her daily. Her journey getting here was not as blissful. I came to my OB/GYN unaware of the reason behind my frequent headaches and inability to wear my tennis shoes. My OB/GYN told me that I had preeclampsia and must be put on bed rest. For my family at that time this was not anywhere near something we could handle financially. But I did as I was told.
After a month of bed rest nothing changed and only became worse ending in ecclampsia. I was induced. After 36 hours of labor I decided to finally get an epidural. The epidural caused my blood pressure to drop drastically. They rushed me to OR for an emergency c-section. My daughter was panicing inside. I was unaware of what was going on until I saw my mother crying and praying with my best friend's mother. After a successful c-section but a slow recovery and my daughter being in and out of the hospital I started researching on preeclampsia. I finally realized why my mother was so afraid. Ignorance was bliss for this young, first time mom. I now know that my Lord and savior was watching over me that night. My experience with my daughter and the treatment I received encouraged me to become a registered medical assistant. I now can care for young mothers and other patients like myself to give God the glory for saving me.
I had a miscarriage at Christmas. I was 3 months pregnant. And now am 7 months pregnant with a sweet baby boy. I am showing signs and symptoms of preeclampsia again. My OB/GYN is monitoring me closely. I am on a HTN medication. Keeping my edema, and high blood pressure to a minimum. I try to remember when anxiety gets high about being preeclamptic again that God only has plans to prosper my life and not to harm me. Jeremiah 29:11.
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 ...