NaBloPoMo Day 3: Cooper's Birth Story
By RobynRoark on November 03, 2011
Friday, October 22, 2010 was supposed to be my last day at work before I went on maternity leave for six months. That morning, I had a regular prenatal appointment. I was halfway through my 38th week of pregnancy. When the nurse took my blood pressure, it was high. Not alarmingly high, but high. I usually have low blood pressure - even during pregnancy. So the nurse took my pressure on the other arm. It was even higher. When my OBGYN came in a few minutes later, she took my pressure again. Still high. After my exam, she took it again. And wouldn't you know, my blood pressure remained high. Just on the cusp of the danger zone, she asked me to go the hospital for observation.
Five hours later, the hospital docs decided that my blood pressure wasn't high enough to admit me but high enough to send me home with a blood pressure monitor so that I could self-take and report three times a day.
The next morning, I took my BP and it was just high enough to be in the danger zone. The danger zone, of course, being to drive back to the hospital and sit in a tiny observation unit hooked up to a bunch of monitors. My OBGYN just happened to be on call that morning, so we had a good talk and we both agreed that it was time to admit and induce.
I could already see that the nurses and doctors were writing me off as their next Emergency C-Section patient...
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