Tuesday, August 23, 2011

MIA

I know I've been MIA lately.  We have had a lot going on and were out of town as well.  I have gone into full nesting mode and have been a cleaning/organizing machine.  Not entirely a bad thing but it can be time consuming when you are cleaning and two hours pass and you still can not make yourself stop.  So...I'm here and working on getting back into menu planning again.  I slacked off for a couple of weeks but really need to get back into it as well as doing a little freezer cooking for when this little guy arrives in December. 

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

What Happened Wednesday 9

This is the continuation of the story about how I got where I am. It started here.

Here it is four years and a case of Lyme Disease later and I'm pregnant with our precious peanut.  Oh yeah not only did I have blood clots but I've had Lyme's Disease too.  I know, I get weird looks from doctors when giving my medical history. 

This time around I am also on blood thinner injections. I will never have those great pregnancy pictures of the belly because mine is always covered in bruises from my shots. But it's worth it because it means I have a healthy baby. To this day, a good 6 years later I have been retested for blood clotting disorders and immune disorders multiple times and it's always negative. It's become somewhat amusing to see a doctors reaction when I give my medical history. When I was pregnant with little man and was tested for the blood clotting disorders one did come back elevated but after being retested while not pregnant it was within normal range again. Maybe one day there will be a discovery and an explanation.  I've been told by doctors before that I do most likely have a blood clotting disorder but it's just one that has not been discovered yet. 

I'm thankful that things happened the way that they did. It sounds crazy to say that I'm thankful to have had 6 pulmonary emboli but if that wouldn't have happened then something much worse could have when we decided to have children. I always say that everything happens for a reason. I truly believe that the reason it happened then was so that I would be aware of my predisposition to clotting when I became pregnant.  I could always play the what if game.  What if I hadn't gone to the hospital that day, what if I never had clots and then got pregnant, what if I got pregnant and then got clots?  There are a lot of possibilities for what could have happened but I personally believe that it happened the best way possible.

Now you know the back story.  That is why I am a high risk pregnancy, that is why I will always be a high risk pregnancy.  It is also part of the reason that I will be having a c-section at 39 weeks unless other complications arise or I go into labor.  It's also the reason why this is it for us.  After all of this I just don't feel that it would be safe or wise for me to risk another pregnancy, especially as I get older.  I've been so lucky with little man's pregnancy and this one to have not developed blood clots or have had any serious complications.  Don't get me wrong, I'm very paranoid about it.  If I get an unexplained pain in one of my calves I watch it for days and make sure it goes away and no swelling develops.  I will probably always be extra cautious when it comes to blood clots. 

That's where we are now.  We are patiently awaiting this little peanut, which is another boy!!   

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

What Happened Wednesday 8

This is the continuation of the story about how I got where I am. It started here.

The hubby went to be with little man.  I was taken to recovery.  Apparently, I was given an antibiotic in the same family as one I'm allergic to and was then immediately given Benadryl.  I had not slept, eaten or drank anything in well over 24 hours.  The nurses would not let me.  I was so thirsty.  I still couldn't have anything in recovery.  I began shaking and couldn't stop.  I remember being so cold.  There was something going on with my blood pressure too.  They kept telling me that I had to calm down and get my blood pressure right or they couldn't take me to my room.  I was just so hungry and thirsty and tired.  One of my nurses bribed me with a Popsicle and I don't know what I did but it seemed to do the trick. 

That Popsicle tasted so good and I was thrilled to finally be moved to my room.  I still had not had the chance to hold my little baby.  It was about 6 am when I got to my room.  My nurse was wonderful.  She knew most of what had gone on and when she asked if I needed anything I told her that I was so thirsty.  She was shocked that they let me go so long with no fluids.  When she checked my catheter bag she was like oh sweetie your dehydrated.  She came back with an armful of juices and sodas and filled my water pitcher.  I had to get a glass of water down first and then I could have juice.  That water and juice were amazing.  There's just no other way to describe it.  I was just beyond thirsty so it tasted better than anything I had ever drank. 

I'm ashamed to admit it but I was so exhausted and dehydrated and had been given Benadryl that when I got to hold little man for the first time I dozed off.  I jerked awake and as much as I loved him I knew I needed to put him down and sleep.  I could have snuggled him all day.  He was so tiny and sweet weighing in at 6 lbs 11 oz.  He's now a healthy and happy 4 year old boy.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

What Happened Wednesday: Little Man's Arrival

This is the continuation of the story about how I got where I am. It started here.

Oh my poor hubby.  I have given him a couple of scares in our 6 ½ years of marriage.  The day I was sent to labor and delivery was the day the hubby was in a mandatory meeting.  He couldn’t’ answer his phone and there was no way for me to call him there.  I sent him a text that I had been feeling sick and went in to the doctor and they sent me to labor and delivery to be monitored for my blood pressure.  He of course freaked out but I told him I was OK and if anything changed I would let him know.  He stayed and I kept texting him with updates. 
Labor and delivery had me hooked up to a constant blood pressure monitor and were doing non stress tests to monitor contractions and little man’s stats.  I was there for several hours.  The doctor on call from my OB’s office came in to talk to us later that evening.  He told us that while I had been there my blood pressure was in a safe range but I had developed pregnancy induced hypertension.  He explained that I would need to do a 24 hour urine collection to ensure that there was no protein in my urine meaning that it had progressed to preeclampsia.  I was allowed to go home but was put on modified bed rest.  I was not allowed to go out by myself, be on my feet for extended periods of time, do any cleaning or laundry, pretty much my only job was to lay around and let my little man grow for a few more weeks.  The doctor also switched me from Lovenox to Heparin, another blood thinner that would leave my system quicker in case it became necessary to deliver early.
This started my twice weekly appointments with NST's (non stress tests).  My blood pressure stayed elevated but in a safe range.  When I went in for my 36 week appointment the doctor informed me that I would be induced at 38 weeks.  He told us that because of my history and with my blood pressure creeping up the longer I was pregnant the riskier it would be.  I was scheduled for another ultrasound to check on little man's size and development.  I was then scheduled to go into labor and delivery on Tuesday June 19th 2007.
After arriving at labor and delivery and getting settled in I was given medication to ripen my cervix and the plan was to begin the medicine to induce labor the following morning.  My body had other ideas.  My water broke during the night and I began labor.  The doctors went ahead and gave me the drugs to speed things up.  Unfortunately, I never progressed past 4 cm.  Over 24 hours after my water broke and no progress for hours the doctor came to us and told us that at this point they needed to preform a c-section because they were worried that if they continued to wait there would be harm to me or the baby.  My response was to do whatever they had to do so that he was healthy.
Little man finally arrived via c-section on Thursday June 21, 2007 at 2:47 am.