lisalulu
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Talk about bumping an old thread....
Well my wonderfully smooth pregnancy went out of the window. I'm having the most hellish time, I just desperately want my little lady Poppy here now. I really need to vent some steam because I'm going mad here at home and I know you lovely ladies will listen! Where to start...
A few weeks ago, I started suffering badly from sickness. I couldn't keep down food or water and wasn't sleeping because as soon as I lay down, the sickness started. My h2b noticed that there was some small streaks of blood in my vomit, but the Dr reassured us it was just the lining of my stomach 'rebelling'. My SPD began to get bad around this time too, as I was told to stay off the codeine while my stomach settled. The vomiting didn't settle down, and I was in and out of the hospital getting checked over every few days. All the would do was give me Gaviscon to try and ease some of pain from the acid.
After a few days of relative peace, the vomiting suddenly got VERY bad with a lot of blood in it. Sam rushed me to A&E and I was seen immediately because my BP had dropped very low and my HR was at 140 BPM. I sat in resus for hours having ECGs, scans- you name it, they did it! They eventually decided I had a rather bad Mallory Weiss tear in my stomach wall and told it would only heal once Poppy arrives and the sickness stopped. My BP and HR settled down, and they discharged me with strict orders to rest (which is so easy with 2 kids, a half decorated house and builders working in your garden!)
My MW rang me later and asked me to pop into our local MAC so they could monitor me for an hour from an Obstetric point of view. When I arrived, I did a urine sample and I was so dehydrated that it was bright red. I actually thought I'd started bleeding down below, and the MW and myself had a minor panic until she dipped it and found it was just ++++ ketones and no blood! I was admitted straight away to be put onto a drip, but I was so dehydrated that my veins kept collapsing. I ended up needing an infant sized cannula because it was the only one they could place. I had a drip for 24 hours, and miraculously the Ranitadine they sent me home with (a simple prescription drug for treating acid reflux problems) stopped me being sick for over a week.
Just realised how much I've written, so I'll keep the rest of the story short but sweet....
My SPD has flared up so badly that I am housebound. Walking anywhere at all, even with the crutches, starts me with the most intensely painful BH contractions that take my breath away. I'm totally reliant on friends and family doing EVERYTHING for me at the minute, even helping me in and out of the shower.
The acid reflux has started up again over the last few days, luckily no blood yet, but my tongue and lips are so sore I cannot eat a thing. Literally everything burns my tongue, which feels raw and is covered in ulcers. Its really getting me down. Not being able to eat is preventing me from regularly taking Codeine, so the SPD is becoming earth shattering.
Poppy was measuring bang on the 90th centile at the last growth scan, estimated delivery weight of 10lbs+. I saw a new consultant who was a star and has agreed to induce me on my EDD rather than letting me go overdue and risk a big baby harming my pelvis any more. So that's a maximum of 28 days to go till I meet my little madam. I know that doesn't seem much, but I'm stuck in the house, in pain, exhausted and weak. Whilst Sam is a total star, he is so busy with work, the girls, the urgent DIY and the housework I barely see him at all. A lot of my so called 'friends' have suddenly upped and disappeared, its like I'm not worth bothering with now I'm boring. Its kind of nice- like seperating the wheat from the chaff and knowing who is worth my time, but its lonely too.
Sorry for such a very long post, but boy it feels nice to get some of this off my chest. Thank you for anyone who has managed to stay awake till the end, and apologies for any grammar/spelling mishaps, I'm too tired to care!
Well my wonderfully smooth pregnancy went out of the window. I'm having the most hellish time, I just desperately want my little lady Poppy here now. I really need to vent some steam because I'm going mad here at home and I know you lovely ladies will listen! Where to start...
A few weeks ago, I started suffering badly from sickness. I couldn't keep down food or water and wasn't sleeping because as soon as I lay down, the sickness started. My h2b noticed that there was some small streaks of blood in my vomit, but the Dr reassured us it was just the lining of my stomach 'rebelling'. My SPD began to get bad around this time too, as I was told to stay off the codeine while my stomach settled. The vomiting didn't settle down, and I was in and out of the hospital getting checked over every few days. All the would do was give me Gaviscon to try and ease some of pain from the acid.
After a few days of relative peace, the vomiting suddenly got VERY bad with a lot of blood in it. Sam rushed me to A&E and I was seen immediately because my BP had dropped very low and my HR was at 140 BPM. I sat in resus for hours having ECGs, scans- you name it, they did it! They eventually decided I had a rather bad Mallory Weiss tear in my stomach wall and told it would only heal once Poppy arrives and the sickness stopped. My BP and HR settled down, and they discharged me with strict orders to rest (which is so easy with 2 kids, a half decorated house and builders working in your garden!)
My MW rang me later and asked me to pop into our local MAC so they could monitor me for an hour from an Obstetric point of view. When I arrived, I did a urine sample and I was so dehydrated that it was bright red. I actually thought I'd started bleeding down below, and the MW and myself had a minor panic until she dipped it and found it was just ++++ ketones and no blood! I was admitted straight away to be put onto a drip, but I was so dehydrated that my veins kept collapsing. I ended up needing an infant sized cannula because it was the only one they could place. I had a drip for 24 hours, and miraculously the Ranitadine they sent me home with (a simple prescription drug for treating acid reflux problems) stopped me being sick for over a week.
Just realised how much I've written, so I'll keep the rest of the story short but sweet....
My SPD has flared up so badly that I am housebound. Walking anywhere at all, even with the crutches, starts me with the most intensely painful BH contractions that take my breath away. I'm totally reliant on friends and family doing EVERYTHING for me at the minute, even helping me in and out of the shower.
The acid reflux has started up again over the last few days, luckily no blood yet, but my tongue and lips are so sore I cannot eat a thing. Literally everything burns my tongue, which feels raw and is covered in ulcers. Its really getting me down. Not being able to eat is preventing me from regularly taking Codeine, so the SPD is becoming earth shattering.
Poppy was measuring bang on the 90th centile at the last growth scan, estimated delivery weight of 10lbs+. I saw a new consultant who was a star and has agreed to induce me on my EDD rather than letting me go overdue and risk a big baby harming my pelvis any more. So that's a maximum of 28 days to go till I meet my little madam. I know that doesn't seem much, but I'm stuck in the house, in pain, exhausted and weak. Whilst Sam is a total star, he is so busy with work, the girls, the urgent DIY and the housework I barely see him at all. A lot of my so called 'friends' have suddenly upped and disappeared, its like I'm not worth bothering with now I'm boring. Its kind of nice- like seperating the wheat from the chaff and knowing who is worth my time, but its lonely too.
Sorry for such a very long post, but boy it feels nice to get some of this off my chest. Thank you for anyone who has managed to stay awake till the end, and apologies for any grammar/spelling mishaps, I'm too tired to care!
Can't believe some of your friends have just ignored you because of it. Times like this really do make you realise who's worth it.
