Two years ago today, I was 5 days postpartum with Addy. And I landed myself back in the hospital after being released postpartum, for another two days 😭
My BP was high when I was released the first time, but they thought it was from the meds they had to give me to stop the hemorrhaging. She wanted me back in a few days later to be sure, so I went in for a BP recheck and bloodwork. They told me to stick around town just in case. I didn’t think I would be heading back in, I felt fine. So we headed toward the highway. We didn’t even make it that far and I got a call from the nurse that I needed to come back and head upstairs to be admitted 🥺
I was devastated. I had already been away from the older kids for 3 days. And now I had to take my infant with me (who wasn’t even allowed to be there unless I had someone with me, since she wasn’t a patient anymore), and send my mom home with my kids who she had already been with for 3 days. Thanks mom!! 🤗♥️. Rob then had to leave work and come stay with me for two days. He brought me things like dry shampoo, chapstick, and chocolate 😍. He’s the best.
Postpartum preeclampsia. I didn’t know it was possible. And I was probably showing signs before delivery, but we didn’t realize until after.
To this day I still have a little post traumatic stress every time I get my blood pressure taken 😱
I’m so grateful for modern medicine that we have access to. Without it, I would’ve died. I never ever take that for granted. For an amazing Dr who I dearly trust. For electing to induce at 39 weeks, because this could’ve been a lot worse than it was. For my friends who came to the house to take my BP so I knew when to take my meds.
Just feeling super thankful today as I see this photo in my memories, that me and Addy are both here and healthy today ♥️