I had a Dr's appointment at 11:30 am on Monday morning (July 18th) to see how the baby was growing and also to see if there was a possibility that I may have gestational diabetes, since my mother had it when she was pregnant with me. Carl and I had bought tickets for us to go to NY on Friday (July 22nd), so he switched his days off from Monday/Tuesday to Friday/Saturday in order to not miss too many days of work. Well...he forgot to tell me that...and I'm assuming also forgot that we had a Dr's appointment, so he wasn't able to come along that day. I called my mother and asked her if she would mind coming with me. Of course she said YES! By the time i got to her house to pick her up, my father was finishing up getting ready because he wanted to come to the appointment with us as well.
I had been really sick the week before and told myself that I needed to go ahead and write down all of my symptoms so that I can share them with my OB, including the massive headache I woke up with that morning. My symptoms were:
- vomiting excessively
- swollen feet
- headache
- spitting
- excessive mucus
As you can see, I was ready to tell the doctor EVERYTHING! I had been hesitant in the past to take this medication called Zofran because I thought it was Zoloft (which is a depression medication), but today would be the day that I was going to ask for that prescription!
I walked into the doctor's office a little late. They brought me back, looked at my urine sample, and took my blood pressure. All of a sudden, everyone was looking at me kinda funny....they re-took my blood pressure (BP) and asked me if I was ok. I told them "yes". Well....my BP was about 180/120 when in reality it should be somewhere around the lines of 130/70 or something like that....people with that high of a blood pressure have a tendency to stroke out, and so the doctor made sure that she was very careful when handling my case.
After finishing up the test for gestational diabetes, my OBGYN told me that I should go over to the hospital where I planned to give birth, and see if they could go ahead and hopefully stabilize my blood pressure. She also told me that if push came to shove, they may have to transfer me to another hospital downtown because they specialize in babies that are less than 34 weeks, whereas my hospital didn't. Thank goodness my father had come along because he was able to drive me to the hospital! We got there, ate lunch, and then went up to Labor and Delivery.
To make a long story short (sorry it took so long to get here...LOL) they weren't able to stabilize my blood pressure. MY OBGYN came and told me that there is a possibility thay I may have a BABY today, and that it may be through C-SECTION. An ambulance came to get me but saw my blood pressure was too high so they refused to take me on board. I waited for another ambulance to show up, it did, and we went down I-4 in about 10 minutes. I got to the downtown hospital and they got my vitals, tell me that it doesn't look good, and then...say we're going to get ready for a c-section in 45 minutes. All I could say was "OK". I mean really...what else could I really say? I have a child inside of me that is in danger, I am in danger, and the only cure for this SEVERE pre-eclampsia is for me to deliver him ASAP. So i put on my "big girl pants" and did what I had to do! Although throughout the whole day, I had a sense of God's peace. I was never worried! From the time the doctors told me about the high BP, the possible strokes, or the fact that I may give birth...I never worried about how things were going to come together, because I knew that God was in control!
Ok back to making the story short... we go inside the c-section room, they give me anasthesia, and let Carl in. I hold his hand and sing praise songs while they are cutting me open, and at 9:48pm my little Noah Alexander was born! They sew me back up, patch me up, and place me in a recovery room for what seemed like an eternity (although i think it was like 3 hrs). I got to see my son at 2:30am the next day...(1st pic I saw of him below) and fell in love immediately. A few hours later I was knocked out in a bed, severely drugged up, but glad that all of this was over, and that my son was here....i was a MOM :-)
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