Here We Go Again

Seriously peeps, I can’t believe I’m here again. I’m 29 weeks prego and I’m playing the blood pressure race again. Jensen had to be delivered at 37 weeks because my bp refused to be restrained and in the last days of pregnancy with him I went pre-eclamptic. It actually continued for about a week after delivery with me ending up back in the hospital for an afternoon 2 days after I had been discharged. My knees were as big as my thighs should have been. My ankles were as big as my knees should have been. And my thighs, I don’t want to think about those tree trunks. Oh yeah, and I had NO NECK. Ugh! After: 5 weeks postpartum Before: The day before Jensen was born.
It was overwhelming. My skin felt stretched to the point that I thought I would just bust open. Jamie always says I’m a negative person but I never once believed anything bad was going to happen to me or to Jensen before he was born.

So, here we are again. Since Monday my bp has been nowhere near my docs target number and my meds have been altered twice. The bottom number (diastolic for those that like official terms) has been a steady 105-111 with my target number being no greater than 95. I was sent to labor and delivery triage on Monday. You know what they did? Made me lay on my left side and took blood pressure readings on my right arm thereby creating a situation that gives the absolute lowest reading possible. What sense does this make? My life and the life of Maddie are in danger and they want to see how low they can fake it? WTF? “I’m sorry, I understand your frustration ma’am, that’s our policy.” Really? Well, my policy is not to pay bills when I don’t get service.

So again, I know I’m in a serious situation but I believe everything will be fine. It’s a bitch. I’m pissed as hell, frustrated, depressed, irritated, exasperated, peeved, ruffled, riled, oh, and lest we forget SWOLLEN!!!!

Will be back in better spirits tomorrow.