Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Babies, hospitals, & Dr. H

So, I have the itch.  The itch for another baby.  Baby Ballmeyer #2.  :)

For most people, this really wouldn't be a problem.  But I'm not most people...

When I was pregnant with Will, I had preclampsia.  Which is just a fancy word for pregnancy induced high blood pressure.  I was going for my prenatal care at a midwives office(that shall remain nameless) in the Cincinnati area.  I saw a different midwife each time and each time they saw the high blood pressure on my chart and said "We'll do something about that next time."

On August 9th, 2011, my sister(yes, we were pregnant at the same time!) had her baby.  He was born eight weeks early and was immediately put into the NICU.  So, Robby and I started the eight hour drive to Illinois to see them.  We only had two days that we could get off work.  We got home on Wednesday night and I had to be at work the following day.  I woke up feeling like someone was sitting on my chest.  It was hard to breathe.  So I called my midwives.  I went in, they checked out the baby and sent me on my way.  Luckily though, they did make me an appointment the following Monday with the blood pressure specialist.

The blood pressure specialist was this cute little Indian man.  I couldn't pronounce his name... I called him Dr. H.  He was very serious looking over my records and I kept trying to make jokes so he wasn't so grave.  It didn't work.  He wanted me to go into the hospital for a 24 hour surveillance.  It was horrible.  They wouldn't let Robby stay with me.  I started crying.  Dr. H made me stay in the hospital.  I had to have an emergency c section soon after that or Will and I wouldn't be here right now.

Dr. H saved my life.  And for that, I am forever grateful.  But still scared to have another baby!

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