I think I may be induced this weekend, as the spectre of pre-eclampsia has reared its ugly head once again.
My blood pressure at my 8am hospital visit today was 160 over something, going down to 145 or so when taken again, and the protein in the urine measured first +1 and then +2. In a repeat of last Monday’s adventures, I was shipped off to the day ward after 9am. Baby trace and bloods were fine, protein had fallen to negligible but my blood pressure was still around 142. I finally got to see the doctor at about 3pm and he felt that inducing me was probably the best path in view of my age, the variation that indicated I was borderline pre-eclampsia and the fact that this is a holiday weekend and they don’t want me unmonitored for too long.
I’ve been given blood pressure tablets to take twice a day but have to return to the day ward at lunchtime tomorrow for a bp check. I think it’s unlikely that will be a favourable reading given the slightly stressful situation and I’m not sure it will make much difference anyway.
So, my guess is I might be induced on Saturday. My ‘birth partner’ sister’s family happen to have all the sweepstake dates this weekend, so it looks like the dog may lose out.
Scary and exciting again. Need to decide on a baby name!