- 3 years ago
- Wedding: September 2012
First a little background on me… I am 36, had border line high blood pressure prior to getting pregnant and my mother has preclampsia with both me and my brother. When I got pregnant I was sent to a specialist as well as my regular OB and was classified as high risk. My due date was December 1.
My pregnancy was a dream really. I had zero morning sickness and I felt great the entire time. Honestly I was shocked. I gained 13 lbs and never really got to the horrifically uncomfortable stage that some do and I am thankful for that. Throughout the pregnancy I had my regular check ups plus I’d go to the specialist, the specialist did an ultrasound every time (which was great to see baby so often). We found out early, via blood work, that we were having a girl and this was confirmed a few weeks later at the following ultrasound.
At my first appt with the specialist they started me on a very low dose of blood pressure meds. This worked for a few weeks but then the dose had to be increased. This was basically how it went throughout the pregnancy. I started at 200mgday and ended up taking 900mg/day. I won’t lie it was frustrating and every time they’d take my bp I would just worry it was going to be high! Luckily the specialist was sooo great, he never freaked out or acted like it was a big deal.. however my regular OB did!!
In early September I had to go the hospital to get an RH shot b/c I am RH negative. So one afternoon I strolled in with my paper work and had my blood taken, i was told to return in 3 hours to get the shot so DH and I ran errands and then he went home to unload everything and I returned to the hospital for my “quick” shot… WELL boy was I wrong. I went in and the did give me the quick shot however they make you wait and then take your vitals before allowing you to leave… and of COURSE my bp was high. Not terribly high, but borderline high. (normal for me pre baby so to speak) They made me sit there for 15 mins and woudl take it again in hopes it would go down, yeah right, now that i am all worried about it!! So I text Dh… No answer.. I send him an IM.. no answer… (I can feel my bp rising all the while LOL)… They come and take it again and it had gone down just a little so I was like “See you later”.. BUT they were not happy with it and made me sit again for 10 more mins… So this time i called DH, no answer.. Now I am panicking. They come take my BP again and it has SHOT way up so they call the on call dr and she says to admit me, catheterize me and hook me to IV!!! I freak out! I say no way, just let me go home take me meds and relax and I’ll be ok bc I know thats how it will work. They refuse. So i say I am going to refuse treatment and at this point the b*&^% of a nurse tells me i am harming my baby and that i can have seizures if i leave and if my bp doesn’t go down i will be delivering TONIGHT. I was 26 weeks at this point.
Since I was refusing treatment they call the dr to come talk to me so I explain to her that my bp runs high and that i am due to take my meds and if they let me leave, go home, take my meds I’ll check bp and if its still high after an hour I’ll come back. She refuses to let me leave but does allow me to take my meds and they’ll monitor me for an hour, if its not down then I’ll be admitted. Oh sure, that will definitely make my bp go down!!! Anyway I was escorted to a room where I continued to freak out b/c I couldn’t get DH on the phone!! Finally after a while he calls me back, he had fallen asleep after unloading everything assuming i’d be home in a few mintues. Well I was hysterical so he came immediately. After all the hoopla they took my bp after an hour and it was high, I’ll admit it was HIGH this time, like higher than my “normal high”. So I was admitted, hooked up to monitors and IV’s. They did an ultrasound on baby and she was fine. And you know what?!?!?!?!? After another hour my bp was normal!!! But since I’d been admitted I had to stay 24 hours for observation. NIGHTMARE!! It was now 11 pm. I was kept over night and monitored all night… my bp actually got LOW during the night and it remained fine all night and all morning until about 10 am when i basically demanded to be released. Thank goodness I was released and I went to see my specialist upon the hospitals orders. I was checked and again everything was FINE. My specialist said they kept me for no reason…..
After this debacle everything went back to normal. I was still feeling fine and when I got to 34 weeks I began weekly appts. My bp would be a little high here and there but no real worries. I knew that at some point I might be put on bed rest or that I’d have to be induced. My birth plan was “to have go with the flow and have a healthy baby”.
At 36 wks I went to my regular dr and my bp was elevated, not terrible but they knew I had an appt with my specialist in a few days so they told me to wait it out but if i had any preclampsia symptoms to go to ER immediately. 4 days later at my specialist appt, 36w4d my dr decided it was time. I’d been monitoring my bp at home and it had remained slightly elevated since my last regular dr appt. My specialist called the hosptial and said i’d be on my way in.
It was November 13 at about 2 pm. I went to work and told my boss i was leaving, said good bye to everyone and then went home to meet DH. We both got home about 330 and off we went to the hospital. I was checked in around 430pm, hooked up and cervidil was inserted (like a tampon thing that stays in). The machines said i was having contractions but I didn’t feel anything. The cervidil was in all night. I tried to get some sleep but it was uncomfortable and they kept checking my bp all night so I didn’t get much sleep. In the morning they removed the cervidil and did a cervical check. It hurt so bad that it brought tears to my eyes! I was only 1 cm dilated. They decided that we’d try some other meds to try to get me started, I wasn’t “ready” for pitocin so they wouldn’t start that yet… I can’t remember what the med was but they gave me a small pill every hour or so. I was told to walk as much as possible whenver I wasn’t hooked up to the monitors. At this time I was STARVING b/c I hadn’t eaten since lunch the previous day! I wish I had known they wouldn’t let me eat b/c I would have had the hugest meal before checking in the previous day. Since we checked in at 430 I wasn’t allowed to have dinner… By 8 am Thursday I was starving. I begged for food, they said no, I kept begging and they finally let me have a muffin. I ate that muffin like there was no tomorrow!!! Lunch time rolled around and they checked me, NO PROGRESS and NO lunch :(. Dinner time rolled around and at this time i was HANGRY. When I talked my voice cracked bc I was about to break down. Mind you I was in NO pain at all, I was having contractions but no pain. I’d say it felt like mild period cramps and occasionally some weird pressure in my vaj. I was check and NO PROGRESS. I again begged for food. Nope. After another hour the dr came in and I said i needed food. She finally agreeed to liquid diet since I hadn’t progressed. I ordered some scrumptious chicken broth and red jello.. (GAG)… As I was eating that the dr came back in again and said you know what since you have made no progress we’ll let you eat real food! Hallelujuh!!!! I ordered a salad, cottage cheese, chicken fingers, french fries and a soda 🙂
As I was scarfing that food in, let me tell you hospital food never tasted soooo good, the next shift dr came in and he said “I wish you weren’t eating b/c we could try somethign else to get you kick started”… Um, no chance I was gonna stop eating! I wanted to kick start him in the face!!! Since I refused to stop eating he said we’d have to start again tomorrow morning. I said ok, he said they’d insert folley bulbs to get me dilated and then start pitocin so I’d hopefully have a baby tomorrow, my third day there. I said ok lets start as early as possible. So my epidural was ordered for 6 am the next morning.
6 am came fast. My epidural was done. It didn’t hurt me much. I could feel when the medicine went in though and I could tell it was going mostly to one side. They said that was ok. My right leg was a lump of heaviness when my left leg still had some minor feeling but they said it was ok. The dr came in and inserted the folley bulbs and I didn’t feel a thing. Those epidurals are amazing!! Pitocin was also started. DH and I watched tv.. (well, he played candy crush while i napped and watched tv). The monitors said i was having contractions. By noon I was 6 cm!!! YAY! Finally some progress. We told the masses and everyone was very excited (after all they’d been waiting for 3 days now)
By 6 pm i was 10 cm and my nurse was very excited so she had me start pushing. I was excited, scared and ready! However, as I started to push I could tell I wasn’t doing it how they wanted me to… It was frustrating. I couldn’t really feel the contractions so I had to just push when they said, then they wanted me to push for 10 long seconds, quick breath and then push another long 10 seconds and then quick breath and ANOTHER long 10 seconds.. I literally just couldn’t do it. Then they said i was doing short pushes instead of one LONNNNGGG push. I was soo tired, HANGRY and weak that I was beside myself. MIND you I hadn’t eaten since the night before, 24 hours ago PEOPLE. I started to get frustrated and teary, DH was so good. This went on for 10 mins. The longest 10 mins of my life until the dr came in to check me and she said “why is she pushing? the baby isn’t dropped yet.” WTH?!?!?!? no wonder my pushing wasn’t working you idiot nurse (lol)….
The dr ordered them to have me lay on one side and the switch to the other side. So I did this for one hour or so. This was to help the baby get into proper position. During this time my epidural started to wear off and I could feel the “pressure” of the contractions, i wasn’t in pain but I could feel pressure and the urge to push was there and with every contraction fluid was leaking out of me. SOme time after 8 the dr came back to check and finally it was time to push. I began pushing again and again I felt like a failure. I just couldn’t do the 3 long pushes they wanted me to and I was so hungry, weak and out of it I kept saying “how do they expect me to push a baby out when i have no energy” “I can’t do this” “i just need food’. Dh reminded me i was doing good and that i could eat after I had the baby. Luckily during this pushing session I could feel the contractions where as previously i couldn’t, this was bc my epi was wearing off. It really helped with the pushing b/c honestly I just “took over”. I ignored their counting and I pushed when I felt the need to push and I pushed for how long I wanted to push. Once I did this I shockinly progressed very quickly, so quickly that they actually told me to stop.
At some point I started to feel soooo hungry/worn down that I felt nausous. I told them (2 nurses, dr and Dh) I was gonna puke. The dr said that is good (wth?!) the nurses did nothing.. and after I urgently yelled at dh he finally got me a puke bucket and i puked up green bile, not cool man! I was crowning and puking at the same time….
After I puked I gave a push and it hurt like H#LL! I screamed out some sort of animal, gutteral cry. I seriously thought I wanted to stop and that I couldn’t do it. But the dr was all excited and yelling to keep pushing. I beared down and pushed POP out came my baby girl!!!! Alyssa Joann, 7 lb 1 oz, 20.5 inches long! 9:20 pm after an hour of real pushing ( i dont’ count the first pushing b/c the nurse made me push too soon)
I don’t remember much but I asked if she was cute, we tried to have her latch but she didn’t want to and then they drugged me to stitch me up, I had a 2nd degree tear. Whatever they gave me knocked me loopy!! I couldn’t keep my eyes open, it was terrible. I wish they’d just given me a local numbing while they stitched me b/c I was knocked out for 2 hours following the birth. I could hear things but couldn’t open my eyes. I didn’t want my family to see me that way so DH took Alyssa to meet them without me.
After what I was told was two hours they made me get up to use the restroom.. YEAH right, that went well, not.. I sat there passed out as they sprayed my lady bits with water, I couldn’t pee so they catheterized me to empty my bladder. After that was done they loaded me into a wheel chair and took me to a recovery room. I was finally coming back to reality. It was 1 am.
When I got to recovery I told them i hadn’t eaten in 28 hours and the nurse was AWESOME she found me a dry turkey sandwich and some crackers.. I ATE it and finally felt a little human again!
The next day I felt good, my body ached and there was so much blood.. phew they don’t tell you how much you bleed! But I pee’d within a few hours and it was ok. We stayed one more night and then we went home.
My recovery was ok. My entire body ached like i’d run a marathon but that got better in a few days. Going to the bathroom #2 was fine, I took a little milk of magnesia and I had no problem going. #1 was more painful for me but a squirter bottle with warm water helped immensly as did the pre-wetted witch hazel pads for after. I’ll admit that it took 2 full weeks to be able to do #1 without pain.
It took 5 days for my milk to come in and that was frustrating, I just felt so bad for my baby girl and I had to use a nipple shield at first to get her to latch.
She is now 10 weeks old and I couldn’t love anyone more!!!