I have been looking forward to/dreading this day. Tomorrow, I go to the MFM (Maternal Fetal Medicine).

Here’s a little back story for my new stalkers readers.

When I was pregnant with E, I developed HELLP syndrome at 34 weeks, 6 days. I delivered him at 35 weeks. I had a pretty severe case of it and, basically, could have died if the doctors did not act as quickly as they did.

So what exactly is HELLP?

HELLP stands for Hemolytic anemia, Elevated Liver Enzymes, and Low Platelet count. It is a life-threatening obstetric complication usually considered to be a variant of pre-eclampsia.

My symptoms were not so noticeable. At about 30 weeks, my blood pressure started to rise and my feet were really swollen. Over the next 5 weeks, my blood pressure continued to rise and my feet (and legs, hands, face) were so swollen that people cringed when they saw me. Then the rib pain started. I had thought that it was just E snuggled into my ribs. Turns out, it was my swollen liver.

I was blown off by the OB nurse line and told to rest and take it easy. “Put your feet up.” Duh, lady, I’ve been doing that for the past 5 weeks. I wasn’t happy with her response and I fought to be seen. That last week was horrifying. I went from having perfect blood test results to “kids, you’re having a baby tonight because you are really sick” in a matter of 3 days. 3 DAYS! (If you are interested in reading about the whole ordeal, you can find it here.)

At my annual appointment, my OB was talking to me about future babies. I had a ton of questions for her regarding HELLP and my risks during the next pregnancy. Unfortunately, she didn’t have all the answers. HELLP, although very life-threatening, is also very rare. I was her first case and she said she will never forget me for that. She suggested that I make an appointment with an MFM. They would have better answers for me and would be able to steer me in the right direction. I would also being seeing these doctors throughout my next pregnancy because I would be classified as high-risk (more appointments, more ultrasounds, more blood work, oh joy).

And that brings me to tomorrow.

I have my notebook ready with all my questions. I might have to go to this appointment by myself. The hubster isn’t sure he will be able to leave work for it. I want to write down all the answers so that I don’t forget anything.

I am nervous about this appointment. There is a small (teeny-tiny) chance that the doctor will tell me that it is not in my best interest to have any more children. The hubster and I decided when we started this process that if there were any long term effects on me from having this condition once (possibly twice) then it is just not worth to risk my life (again) to have another child. I really want another one but I don’t know if that’s a risk that I am willing to take again.

I am hoping that all my questions will be answered and we will receive some positive news. Of course, I’ll keep you dear readers updated!

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