A Slice of Life

Yesterday, during my weekly Maternity Clinic appointment my blood pressure was found to be dangerously high. I was once again admitted and sent up to the third floor for a non stress test, blood work and to have my blood pressure monitored every ten minutes. Brendan was at work so I hung out by myself for a while and then decided to call my sister to come sit with me to pass the time. My first few BP checks were also really high but once my sister came and sat with me they leveled off to a more normal range. The non stress for Baby Emma was fantastic, her heartrate was in the perfect range and she was very active.

After a few hours my doctor finally got my blood work back and came to talk to me. The news wasnt great, although of course it could have been worse. She had called a specialist to consult on my case and together they decided that I will have to be on bedrest for the rest of the pregnancy due to Pre-Eclampsia. I technically only have three weeks left until my due date and maybe reading this you will think "oh that's nothing" but for me it feels like forever... I was already having trouble being on "homerest" so actually having to lay down on my couch or my bed and do nothng wasnt something I was very receptive to hearing. The only thing I am allowed out to do is my Maternity appointments, the ultrasound on Thursday and also to go to the hospital every two days for monitoring.

The doctor wrote me a prescription for a home blood pressure monitor and then I left. I called my sister so we could meet up to give her my prescription so that she could deliver the machine to me today but when we met up I realized that I had somehow lost the form when I left the hospital. By this point I was completely overwhelmed and had tears in my eyes but managed not to start bawling, and Lani and I retraced my steps and she found the prescription on the ground outside the hospital.

Then I went to Brendan's work where I prompty burst into tears! He took me to get some dinner and drove me home so I wouldnt have to drive back later to pick him up and then I hung out on the couch and ate, watched some tv until I heard a knock on the door.

My sister had come over to bring me flowers and a Pecan Mudslide from Dairy Queen. She had seen how upset I was when we had met up earlier and thought that flowers and ice cream would help to make it better. They did of course!! :)

So today I took a photo of my sunny happy flowers, because it was sweet and they are pretty and because I am trying to be more positive. Three weeks of bedrest in exchange for a beautiful healthy baby girl is a pretty good trade off. Now to keep reminding myself of that!