I developed preeclampsia with DS1 pretty severely. I was ignored by my doctor for a long time during that time - except my blood pressure spiked to 220/130s and I lost my vision for a while so they induced me.
This is time we knew I'd be high risk again for preeclampsia. I've had markers come up positive the entire pregnancy for it. I've been going for non stress tests/fluid level checks twice weekly since 32 weeks. My last appointment was on 34 weeks exactly where they found increased protein in my urine, elevated blood pressure (170/108), I'd gained 10lbs in a week from edema, had a headache etc. I immediately get sent to labor and delivery for monitoring - they get my blood pressure down, majority of my labs are normal, and we start a 24 hour urine. The next day my blood pressure is staying down without medications, 24 hours of bed rest and I have ankles again! My 24 hour urine was bad though - like so high the lab couldn't read it and the threshold is 300 (they know it's over 1700). The doctor said they need to start inducing tomorrow.
Im. Not. Ready. He's not ready. He's only 4.5lbs. He'll be an automatic nicu admission and they expect him to be in 2-6 weeks. I'll be going home without my baby. Last time with my first son he came home with us because he was further along and a chunky baby. This baby isn't measuring the same though. I feel fine today - no symptoms. Blood pressure is slightly elevated - 140-160/90s. I just feel like if I could hold onto him for a few more days or even two more weeks he'd be in a much better place. I feel like my body has failed him and I can't stop crying. I've been miserable the last few weeks. The swelling is so bad that my feet have been mottled come end of shift from lack of blood flow, I can't bend my fingers anymore some days, headaches frequently, etc. But I haven't complained about it because I have been so grateful to get this far in the pregnancy. But now tomorrow morning (in five hours) they're going to start forcing my little guy out of his happy safe home. He's been in great shape so far - kicking, smiling on the ultrasound, moving around like a champ. I can't believe it's coming to an end. I won't be able to have him with me anymore, I won't be able to even take him home with me. I won't know if he's safe 100% of the time anymore, I won't feel him in me. I feel so so horrible that I can't carry him anymore. I've been crying nonstop since the news (which hasn't helped my blood pressures). I know it could be so much worse - I still think about our 24 weekers that we're born.
Enjoy the last few weeks of your pregnancy everyone. It will go fast. I'd do anything and tolerate all discomfort if it meant I got to leave the hospital with my son.
Me: 32 DH: 34
Baby #1 - January 2010
Baby #2 - March 2017