It’s been a while since my last blog, and with good reason…
After a very challenging pregnancy, high blood pressure, multiple trips to OB triage for monitoring, high-risk appointments, constant lab testing and fetal monitoring, I was diagnosed with super imposed pregnancy induced hypertension and preeclampsia.
Less than one week after wrapping up the New Jersey NAACP State Conference Annual Convention, (of which I was the Chair) did I end up in the hospital after yet another extremely high blood pressure reading and the results from the labs taken earlier in the week monitoring levels for preeclampsia.
It started as a usual morning, taking my blood pressure before getting out of bed and starting my day. Well, my pressure read 156/103 and all I did was wake up and sit up?! Of course, I knew the drill, call the doctor and likely go to OB triage for monitoring.
I did just that, called the doctor’s office… After advising the APN of my pressure reading, I inquired if my labs results were in from the 24-hour test completed two days prior. She reviewed my chart and saw they had just come in… And the results were NOT good. My proteins had skyrocketed from 334 to 10,000!! She advised me to immediately take my blood pressure medicine and that she had to call my OB at the hospital to advise her of my results and call me back.
Within ten minutes I received that call back from the APN directing me to the hospital ASAP. While she did not say, “It’s going to be showtime” when I get there, I had a feeling delivery was on the horizon.
I immediately called my fiancé, mother and sister to advise of the newest development. My fiancé was at work an hour away and it was “go time!” Well, at least go to the hospital time, again.
In true Crystal “fashion” I got worked up, calmed down, worked up and calmed down again before hopping in the car and driving myself to the hospital. LOL
Upon arrival I was initially registered for triage monitoring, however that was incorrect, and the registrar called me back up to the window and informed me, that I was actually to be registered as a “direct admission.” WHAT??? Okay this is getting real, I thought to myself.
My mother arrived at the hospital within twenty minutes of my arrival (I mean, I had to get it from somewhere right) and she was in go mode too! My fiancé wasn’t far behind, and I thankfully was surrounded by my labor and delivery support team pretty quickly.
Medical staff began, prepping and probing shortly after telling me to settle in my room on the High-Risk Obstetrics floor. My doctor (by the way, Dr. Stafford is the BEST) came in to assess and advise me as to how we are going to proceed.
First, she let me know that I am officially diagnosed with superimposed pregnancy induced hypertension and preeclampsia. I was also advised that I will not be going home between now and delivering my baby. She let me know that sometimes they try to go the route of bed rest in the hospital as long as it is safe for mother and child before delivery, and that whether that is a week or three weeks I am going to be here until it happens.
Due to me being 35 weeks and 5 days the doctor wanted to ensure the maturity of the baby’s lungs prior to delivery and to do so I would receive a steroid shot in each cheek (buttocks), 24 hours apart to speed up her lung development. Yes, literally, I had to “turn the other cheek!” (Pun intended)
This was necessary whether I was going to deliver in two days or even a week… I received my first shot and awaited my lab results from the collection drawn in the hospital.
Check-in next week, to find out what happened next… Oh what a JOURNEY!!!!!!!!!
Until next time... Be courageous, be encouraged, MELANIN AND MOTHERHOOD is BLACK GIRL MAGIC PERSONIFIED!
Yours On This Journey,
Crystal D. Charley-Sibley, MBA
Founder of Melanin and Motherhood, Co-Founder of Queen Village LLC, is a community activist, women's empowerment speaker, a first-time mother, and wife, chronicling her journey of motherhood!