I had a pain "in my chest", which I now know was upper right quadrant pain. That was really the big symptom that sent me to the hospital twice. At the hospital, they determined that I had elevated liver enzymes and my blood pressure was high. I also had protein in my urine. Luckily, my platelets were still high enough. My kidneys had begun to shut down the day I had my daughter. I never needed a blood transfusion and my liver never ruptured. I had normal blood pressure the entire pregnancy until I delivered. I had only gained 8 lbs.
At first, with the gallbladder attack diagnosis, I wasn't too scared. The morning of my c-section, I was terrified. I don't remember the OB explaining what my diagnosis. He never actually explained it all to me.
On March 29, 2014, my life changed forever.
Three weeks prior, my husband had driven me to the local ER with chest pain. It started with a feeling like heartburn, but Tums wouldn't relieve it. No position was I comfortable in. At the local ER, tests were done, but they decided to transfer me to the cardiac specialty hospital in the city. They thought something was wrong with my heart.
At the cardiac hospital, more tests were run, but no diagnosis was made other than "it may be the start of preeclampsia." They found sludge in my gallbladder.
I was then transferred to triage in the nearby Women's and Children's hospital. After a short stay there, the pain had completely gone and my blood pressure had returned to normal. I was diagnosed with a gallbladder attack and given instructions to see an OB Monday (I had been seeing midwives).
In the next three weeks, I saw my OB, then consulted a general surgeon about my gallbladder, and then went back to the OB. Everything seemed to be going well again and I felt fine.
I didn't get to see my daughter in the delivery room. I didn't get to see her for almost 3 days. She weighed 1 lb 4.5 ounces and was 12.25 inches long.
After my surgery, I was on magnesium and began to swell from the fluids. My kidneys weren't working properly and my blood pressure was still high. I felt like I was completely out of my mind.
I stayed in the hospital for 8 days. I was in shock and an emotional wreck. A specialist had to be called in to get the fluid off and to get my blood pressure down with the right combination of medication. I went home on 7 pills a day for blood pressure. 7 months later, I take 1/2 a pill.
I still have some PTSD from my experience. My daughter spent 4.5 months in the NICU, but is now home on oxygen and monitors. It's a miracle that we both survived. I want to help spread awareness.