I was 34 weeks and 5 days when I was diagnosed with HELLP. Never having heard of it I didn't realize it was such a life threatening situation. Being 21 years old, it doesn't cross your mind that something so traumatic could happen to you."
Tuesday was my last straw and I insisted my primary doctor see me that morning so we could figure out what was going on. After telling me all weekend that I just had the flu, he noticed that my feet were swollen more than usual and my blood pressure was slightly high so he did blood work and sent me home to do a 24hr urine collection. Wednesday morning was my last appointment with my high risk doctor to be released back to my primary doc. Since the doctor was busy I talked with his midwife, who again told me I just had the flu. At that point I hadn't been able to eat or drink in about 5 days, couldn't pee and developed a rash on my right side (by my liver). Somehow it wasn't alarming to her so I was sent home yet again.
That night I went home and cried telling my husband I felt like I was dying. I was.
Thursday my primary got my blood work back and called nonstop from 1030-12 until he got a hold of me to meet at the hospital. Once we got to the hospital more blood test were done to see if I was stable enough to transfer to the hospital my high risk doctor was at and where the babies would have to stay. 30 minutes later they decided to load me up in the ambulance and go… but on our way out the door a nurse ran out and told them to take me straight to the delivery room. My platelets were at 15,000 and my chance of living at that point was 50/50. There's no way to describe how I felt that day. I was completely numb and zoned out to all the fuss going on around me. My mom and mother in law asked all the questions while I sat squeezing my husband’s hand. The doctors got together and decided it would take too long to get the platelet transfusions I needed while the other hospital had them. So back in the ambulance I went with 2 of my doctors just in case they had to be delivered in the truck! 40 minutes later at about 5pm, we were at the hospital and being prepped for surgery.
Brodi Shane, 5lbs 5oz and Riley Scott, 4lbs 9oz were born at 7:33 (yes, at the same time) and healthy as can be! I, however, had to stay in the ICU for the next couple days. Not being able to see my babies was the hardest part. I didn't care about my stability. I wanted my boys. I was discharged a week later without my babies. Being 30 minutes away was heartbreaking but luckily we only had to make the drive for the next 2 weeks before Brodi was released on Friday, June 13th. We hated to leave our little Riley but it was only for the weekend. By the next Monday, my family was complete and we could live our lives without nurses standing over us! 6 weeks later we are all as healthy and happy as a sleep deprived family can be!! I couldn't imagine life with 2 babies at once but now I can’t even begin to think of my life an different.