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I am grateful for your donations and for your help in spreading the word about preeclampsia. My goal is to help our community raise funds and awareness and save the lives of moms and babies!
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Here's My Story...
At 7:39 AM, the 2nd day of October, 2015 our Bradon Michael came earth side. I was blessed with the most beautiful blue eyed 6 pound 6 ounce baby boy. The weeks leading up to his birth were excruciating to say the least. I always say that I’m pretty sure I saw hell and came back, that is how bad it was!
The days leading up to the hospital admission were sleepless and heavy. I couldn’t stop coughing, I was so swollen I couldn’t even walk, and I kept having panic attacks because I couldn’t breath. I was told I had bronchitis but I just couldn’t breath. After trying to sleep for the 2nd night and being unsuccessful I just couldn’t take it anymore so I went to the ER. I was admitted into the hospital on September 28, 2015 with an oxygen level of 77. Naturally everyone was running around like crazy people and started doing tests right away. They did a chest Xray which showed fluid in my lungs and they diagnosed me with pneumonia since my blood pressure and urine looked fine. I thought, “great!” I finally can get some relief. Fast forward to the next day and my echo cardiogram showed fluid around my heart and a first degree AV block. I was than transferred to the ICU for closer monitoring. My blood pressure went up to 142/89 so the doctor ordered a 24 hour urine collection. Sure enough there was over 550 mg of protein in my urine. Pneumonia was not the issue, preeclampsia and pulmonary edema due to the preeclampsia was the diagnosis. Once I was stabilized they would take baby.
For anyone who knows me, knew I had the most extravagant natural birth plan (that I now know was only a wish) written out perfectly with all the details. Little did I know, all I needed was 3 bullet points at the very bottom of my plan if a cesarean was ABSOLUTELY and MEDICALLY necessary. And boy was it! I was in no condition to birth a child naturally! So c-section it was! I was so exhausted and ill that I was completely on board. I knew my team of doctors knew that was the best option for both me and baby. And it was the most amazing experience because that is why my baby boy was brought into this world healthy as can be! Well, and me too! I survived, we survived! I feel so lucky to be able to still be here today to tell our story which constantly weighs on my heart. I can now bring awareness to this illness and that feels so amazing!