Hi, my name is Jennica Pritchard. On August 14th, 2001, I went ot my doctor
Hi, my name is Jennica Pritchard. On August 14th, 2001, I went ot my doctor for a routine visit. The nurse took my blood pressure and seemed very concerned. She had me lay down on my left side and left to get my doctor. My doctor came in and took my blood pressure again. She told me that I was spilling protein and my blood pressure was very high. She said that she was getting a wheel chair and she wanted to admit me. Being the emotinal person I am, I started to cry. I had had a very smooth pregagnacy and this definately took me by surprise. I called my husband and we spent the next two days in the hospital. They gave me steriod shots, which I think helped greatly in my daughters lung development. On the 16th, my doctor induced me. I was also on mag sulfate for my bp. Labor went pretty smooth. My doctor kept a very close eye on my bp. I did not have to have a c-section. My daughter weighed 3lbs 10ozs. However, she did extremely well. She did not have to be on oxygen or a feeding tube after the first day. She never lost weight in the two weeks she was in the hospital.
However, the nightmare began for me after she was born. My blood pressure continued to rise. I woke at midnight covered in blood. My uterus was not contracting back down to its normal size. My platlets were so low that my blood was not clotting. The doctors put me back on pitocin and my uterus began to go down. For the next four days, my bllod pressure was checked every thirty minutes. I felt crazy at times. I felt my heart race every time I heard a nurse coming to check my bp. I wanted out of the hospital so badly. The sad part is this became my main focus. Not the beautiful baby girl down the hall. A week after being admitted, my bp was low enough to be released with blood pressure medicine.
A year later, my daughter weighs 22 lbs and is very healthy! My bp is 116/60 and I am not on medicine. This was the scariest time in my life, but looking at my daughter it was well worth it.
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...