My post partum preeclampsia story

Post On Tuesday, June 02, 2015 By Emily

My post partum preeclampsia story

It's been almost two years since I had my sweet, chunky, amazing baby girl. She was my third child, so I thought I knew what to expect. Boy, was I wrong.

I had a relatively uneventful pregnancy. I had morning sickness every waking hour until I was 17 weeks along. Around 32 weeks I started measuring a little too big in the belly so I went for an ultrasound. She was huge, albiet healthy. The Dr noted that there was an awful lot of amniotic fluid, but never made a big deal of it. Around 38 weeks I went for another ultrasound because my belly was still abnormally large. The Dr. suggested I be induced because she was so big and had so much amniotic fluid. I had never been induced before and was scared.

Tuesday, induction day came and within about 7 hours I had a beautiful 8lb 4oz girl (my first girl!) that I adored the moment I laid eyes on her. It really was the quickest and easiest labor I'd had.

Two days later (Thursday), we were  both discharged from the hospital. I was over the moon and so excited to be home with all of children. Things felt fine and everything was great...until the next morning.

Friday I woke up feeling wobbly and faint. I chalked it up to just normal post partum stuff and tried to get on with my day. Maybe I wasnt eating enough, maybe I was just really tired from nursing all night. I kept making excuses. Several times during the day I would satnd up and have to immediatley lay on the floor so I didnt completely black out. I had no clue what was going on, but I was scared. I took my pulse...it was 50. I don't think my pulse has ever been 50. I'm really one of those people whose pulse is around 100 or higher at all times, that's just me. My husband tried to convince me to go to the hospital, but I refused to leave my three day old daughter.

That evening, things just got worse. My head started to hurt and I was getting really anxious. I was pacing the floors and I had no clue why. I was nauseated and the pain in my head became unbareable. I tried laying down, but found that when I laid on my back, the pain got worse and I literally could not breathe. I called my mother to come get me and take me to the hospital while my husband stayed with our children. Halfway to the hospital, I started screaming in agony and asked my mom to pull the car over. Before she could fully stop, I jumped out. I was crazy from the pain in my head and the nasuea and anxiety and not being able to catch my breath. My mom called 911 and they met us on the side of the road while I paced back and forth in a ditch. 

The first thing the EMT's did was take my blood pressure. It was 180/120. They explained as calmly as they could that I could have a stroke or a seizure if they didn't get me to the ER right away. My mom followed the ambulance. Once we got to the hospital, I was put in a room with a curtain separating me and a beligerant drunkard. They ran blood work and urine tests. The Dr said some things were a little off, but none of my symptoms made sense so it was likely just a migraine from the hormonal change of having a baby. He gave me IV Reglan and Benedryl. It did nothing, and I was writhing in pain. He told my mother that there was nothing they could do, and sent me home with a prescription for Percocet. My blood pressure was still through the rough, but no one was worried. I went home and suffered for three days. After three days, I finally had enough sense about me to call my OB. She was mortified. She explained what had happened and was so upset that I hadn't gotten proper care. I could've died because the ER Dr didn't know that post partum preeclampsia even existed. 

Preeclampsia and post pertum preeclampsia are very real things and left untreated can be fatal. Not enough Drs are trained in diagnosing or treating these issues. Please, stand up for yourself and get second, third, fourth opinion if you feel you are not being taken seriuosly. Don't ever brush off your symptoms or allow a Dr to brush them off either.

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