So, here is our little man that was born a little over three months ago. And, for my own journaling purposes, I need to write the birth story. :) So bear with me.
On Saturday, April 18th, I hadn't been feeling well so I called work and told them I needed to use some FMLA time and tried to rest more. I told Dave that I just didn't feel well, and that I wanted to go check my blood pressure. We ran over to Walgreens and they didn't have a cuff, so we went to Kroger, and first check was 174/107, checked it again 153/117, so we figured it was high. Dave called his sister who is a nurse for Columbus City and asked if she would manually check my BP. So, we drove down to Grove City, and she checked it 183/108. We said, "see ya, bye, we are going to the hospital." I called the OB on the way and the person on-call said to go straight to L&D @ OSU, that they would be waiting for me. So, got there, waited about 5 minutes to get checked in and was immediately taken back to Triage.
Got back to Triage and got hooked up to the Fetal Monitors, BP cuffs, drew necessary labs, and in came the (not-so-bright) resident. She said they were, duh, worried about pre-eclampsia. Yes, my hands are face were somewhat swollen, and yes, my BP was up. The resident told me she wanted to do a 24-hour urine to test my liver enzymes and sent me over to L&D. The RN checked me in, said, "I can get an IV anywhere so tell me where you want it." She promptly blew that vein and put a 20ga in my left hand. They gave me a quick tour and then took me back to my room. They gave me a little bit of fluids, checked my BP every 30 minutes, let me take a shower, and rest.
The next morning, I had a male nurse, which cracked me up because I wouldn't have thought that a male would want to work in L&D. Anyway, he was great. I was transferred to Antepartum early that afternoon to finish out my 24 hours. I was less than impressed with Antepartum, but whatever. My nightshift nurse was great...maybe I am bias. :) My results came back about 0300 Monday morning, and my liver enzymes were high normal. My BP was better so long as I was lying down. So, the plan was to discharge to home on bedrest that day.
I started seeing white spots and floaters that morning, and my headache would not go away. So, I bought myself another night. Mind you, Dave & I were both enrolled in our Critical Care Certification Review Class that week, so he went Monday and part of Tuesday, and me not at all. Anyway, now we are to Tuesday morning where everyone learned the hard way that we are both nurses at the Medical Center.
The day nurse came in and said that the residents wanted me to complete another 24-hour urine. I lost it, I started crying and told her to tell them no, that I wasn't doing it. I told her that I felt like no one was listening to me and that something was wrong. I told her I wasn't going to stay in the hospital to do another 24-hour urine when I could do it at home. I told her absolutely not would I do another one. She ever-so-politely (note the sarcasm) told me that she knew I was a nurse, but not a L&D nurse, and that I needed to use my head and do what they wanted me to do. I told her absolutely not. In the meantime, I had sent Dave a text telling him all of what was going on, and he immediately left class and came over. He told the nurse that he wanted a doctor, a real doctor now, in our room in 5 minutes. Well, a doctor came in and called me by the wrong name 3 times, Dave told her to leave and to come back when she knew who I was--this is part of the problem with working with residents all the time. She left, came back and apologize for being confused and said that she was the HIGH RISK MATERNAL-FETAL ATTENDING. She said we got off on the wrong foot, and that my OB's partnet would be down to speak with us within 5 minutes.
Dr. Keeder made it down to us within the 5 minutes, and she was wonderful. She listened to our concerns, and our frustrations. It was decided that we would do an amniocentesis that morning, and if it looked as if Nicholas' lungs were developed, then we would proceed with inducing labor...I was 35 weeks 6 days along. We headed over to do the amnio, and the high risk OB said that the fluid levels were dropping and were getting almost critically low. He also said that the only way to get to any fluid was to pass through the placenta, and that would complicate things. It was decided that I would be induced that day.
Dr. Keeder made it down to us within the 5 minutes, and she was wonderful. She listened to our concerns, and our frustrations. It was decided that we would do an amniocentesis that morning, and if it looked as if Nicholas' lungs were developed, then we would proceed with inducing labor...I was 35 weeks 6 days along. We headed over to do the amnio, and the high risk OB said that the fluid levels were dropping and were getting almost critically low. He also said that the only way to get to any fluid was to pass through the placenta, and that would complicate things. It was decided that I would be induced that day.
Dr. Keeder set us up to go over to L&D @ 10 pm that Tuesday night. My family came to see us, and for my dad & brother to give me a blessing for labor. My parents had been staying with Stella and holding down the fort at home, so that was much appreciated. They all got there about 7 pm, and my dad brought me my favorite meal from McDonald's as I would be NPO @ 8pm...nice to have that to eat. :) We visited, got my blessing, got to have a few minutes with Stella, and then they headed on their way so that Dave & I could have some time before heading to L&D. I took an illegal (due to bedrest) shower, did my hair and put on make-up. We got packed up and headed over to L&D about 10pm.
