Breastfeeding was a struggle and he was having such a hard time latching, plus he was not getting enough so he was upset and would sit on my boobs for hours! It was such a struggle. A nurse suggested we try a little formula and it helped. Once at home I continued to try but it was frustrating for us both. I broke down and started formula. I was feeling so guilty that I decided I would pump and feed him the milk. I went to see a lactation consultant and she ordered me a hospital grade pump. I also rescheduled the appointment to bring Dylan back in to work on him latching. But then I ended up back in the hospital.
After my lactation appointment I had an OBGYN appointment because it was hurting so badly to urinate. After a little protesting I gave the nurse a urine sample which actually showed a high amount of protein in it and I had high blood pressure. The poor doctor came into the room to me bawling because I was in pain from peeing, it had been a few hours since I'd seen my son and I was feeling so guilty about Breastfeeding. The doctor felt bad because he said I was going to have to go to the ER and that I would probably be admitted for my blood pressure.
I was pissed to have to go to the ER. I felt fine and I did not want to be around sick people. After about an hour I was finally given a little triage room and the doctor who delivered my son came down to see me. She pretty much confirmed I would be admitted for preeclampsia. The good news was I was going back to the mother and baby wing where I recovered after birth and my son could come and see me.
After being admitted I was immediately hooked up to magnesium sulfate and the doctor confirmed I had preeclampsia post delivery. Great. I was going to have to stay for a minimum of 24 hours. The medicine was awful. I felt fine prior to the medicine but it started to make me weak, I vomited, my vision went blurry and had the worst headache ever. Plus, where they put my IV, it made it very hard to hold my son! I was so thankful when they took me off the magnesium yesterday. My son came later in the afternoon when I was feeling better and I got to feed him twice and hold him.
Currently, I am waiting to be discharged and can't wait to go home. I never really got get settled at home!
Love this little guy!!
