The day ward have sent me home after all, not sure what to think of this. Yesterday’s doctor gave me blood pressure medication and it seems to have done the trick – three readings were down to the late 130s today. That, combined with a perfect baby trace and the fact that there was no protein in my urine today (it’s a bit bewildering how variable these protein readings are), meant the (different) doctor was happy to leave things for now.
I need to go in again on Monday morning for another checkup, bag in tow just in case. Although it’s a public holiday, the antenatal ward will be open and the midwives there will be able to help. I’m also due to get an internal exam to see if there’s any movement (I suspect not). It’s unlikely I will be allowed to go full term due to my age, the IVF and the other problems, so they want to see what’s happening cervix-wise.
I met a girl in the day ward yesterday who has had pre-eclampsia with all three of her babies. Her protein readings are something like +4, as a comparison. She’s around 33 weeks now and, due to some other blood reading increasing over the week, was expecting to be kept in the antenatal ward (aka the 10th circle of hell) last night. I bumped into her again today and she was on the verge of tears, as they’ve decided she needs to stay in the antenatal ward for the next two weeks until they do a section. She has two children at home and was not ready for this at all. My heart went out to the poor woman. Apart from the seriousness of her condition, I’m not sure how you’d maintain your sanity in that ward for a whole two weeks.
A bit anticlimactical on my side but I’m happy not to be induced and to be healthy. And the baby is doing fine, which is the main thing.