I am in brand new uncharted territory. I am officially more pregnant than ever before! But today wouldn't have been complete if it wasn't for my little trip to OB triage. It could have very well been built up anxiety or maybe not, either way my BP's were creeping up and my headaches have been terrible the past 2 days. SO, I called and went in to be checked tonight.
I guess I have come this far, I would HATE to shrug off symptoms due to anxiety when it could very well be beginnings of pre-e. I would hate myself forever. I am probably THAT patient that could catch the starts of pre-e before it even starts, no lie. I just watch myself carefully and I have good friends, awesome OB and triage nurses that make me feel 1,000% normal for being extra concerned given my unpredictable history.
So I am home, left with my orange jug (24 hour urine) that I get to be married to on Tuesday. It felt good to leave and know I am okay. My labs are unchanged, my protein was negative, BP's were not alarming after some monitoring and baby looked amazing on the monitor. One more day in the books that this baby is cooking.
I made it. One more goal crossed off the list. I said 32 weeks would be my next goal after 26+1, but I am going to be very happy if I get to 30. It looks like a lot of rest is in my future and I'll do whatever it takes to get this miracle baby here safely.