Last Friday, Susan's blood pressure was higher than it had ever been. It was enough to trigger a battery of tests this week -- an ultrasound on Tuesday, a bunch of circulation tests today.
It wasn't good.
Susan is showing herself to be high risk for pre-eclampsia, though it's very early in the process.
The doctor prescribed beta blockers and told her it's time to wrap up her job at the School of Pharmacy. So, she's shutting things down next week and spending the next few weeks on bed rest. If she starts showing signs of eclampsia, the baby comes out. If we aren't at 37 weeks (the minimum length of time for a "full-term" baby) when she pops out, we can expect some NICU time. In all likelihood we're looking at Susan being induced sometime at the end of March... unless she's able to fight off the rising blood pressure with bedrest and meds.
So, it's gone from "due in mid-April" to "due any day now." I've gone from being leisurely about getting things ready to staring at the calendar and wondering if I really have all the time to do everything myself.
I feel like when I was a kid and the "Tornado Watch" box popped up on the bottom left of the TV screen. I'm waiting for the freight train sound and the roof to come flying off. Maybe it won't, but for now I'm haunted by a yellow parallelogram.
(republished from Client and Server)
Posted by dylan at February 27, 2004 12:57 PM | TrackBack