I thought maybe I could make it longer than 24 weeks and 2 days, but I was wrong. This baby had other plans. I am sure this will be my first visit of many, but when you have best friends as OB nurses who make you feel normal and encourage me to be safe vs sorry, I bit the bullet and came in. Plus the Dr that was on call suggested I do the same.
I woke up Sat morning with a splitting headache, but since I woke up out of my sleep when Chris got home, I chalked it up to sleeping funny. I had another hour and a half to sleep before I had to go to work, so I went back to bed. But when I woke up, and my headache was still there, I reached for my BP cuff first thing.
Instant panic. Why? Especially when I was resting.
The diastolic was above 90. So I took a Tylenol, laid on my left side for 15 mins, called work saying Ill probably be late and text my friend asking her thoughts on coming in. My BP came down slightly but my headache wasn't budging. I started to get ready for work, and I took my BP again and it was back to 90's diastolic.
So with my Dr aware and OB triage waiting for me, I made my first trip in. I think I was around 24 weeks with Nolan when I made my first trip, so add that to the anxiety and I felt like I was starting the chain of events all over again.
Long story short, my BP was elevated. PIH labs were drawn, baby was monitored and I spent 3 hours in OB triage. My BPs slowly came down along with my headache but went back up with excursion, so I was sent home to rest since my PIH labs all came back normal.
I know I did the right thing, I would rather be safe than sorry. I have good Dr's and great friends who also keep an eye out for me. I'm sure it won't be the last visit to OB triage I have in the coming weeks.
I still have the killer headaches that get worse when I move, but Tylenol is all I can take since we don't want to mask "the headache" that accompanies Pre-e. I'm just happy I checked out normal, once again.