A day at the hospital

So yesterday I went to the hospital for my routine diabetic clinic. I went with my OH, teen boy and toddler. I went in for my appointment and as far as the diabetes goes, all is OK and they were happy to see me again in 4 weeks. However my blood pressure was high and I had a headache and felt dizzy. They checked baby and my blood pressure and because of my history (pre-eclampsia resulting in having to be induced at 37 weeks and then being on BP medication for 3 years until I fell pregnant with this baby) they said to go upstairs to the maternity assessment area for 30 minute monitoring (apparently)

This was at 4.45pm. As it was dinner time we said for OH and toddler to go home (30 mins away) and get toddler dinner and some items for me (just in case) and teen to come with me. We went upstairs and I was asked to wait in the corridor. After I was sent into a room where BP and baby was checked again. I was told that I MIGHT have to be checked a few more times and I MIGHT have to have bloods taken and would have to wait 2 hours for results, it all depended on the doctors.

We went back in the corridor and was asked to give a pee sample again and then back to the corridor and no word of what else was happening.

Then I was asked into a room where they had 4 beds and 9 chairs around a little table. We were asked to sit on the chairs. My blood pressure was checked a few more times and by now it was 6.30 and had been told no more so I asked how much longer it was going to be because both teen and I had not eaten since lunch so were feeling ill. She didn’t answer how long it was going to be or said what still needed to be done but got us both a sandwich (I totally am grateful for the NHS and understand that they are not a restaurant but a sandwich to a pregnant women on medication and nothing but a sandwich since lunch?) I felt so guilty that I had made the teen come with me.

Anyway we ate and I was given a blood test so knew then I had at least another 2 hours wait. Tom had taken everything home with him and couldn’t come and get us something because he had the toddler and had to wait for his parents to come and look after him.

So like I say I had a blood test and was told nothing more for hours, while sitting on those chairs. absolutely exhausting and uncomfortable. I can’t believe I was there 6 hours and was never updated on anything. I had no idea what to keep telling my OH because I had no idea.

Eventually I was told that I could go home but was going to be given pills for the BP and was to have weekly home visits. The First visit being tomorrow, even though I was seeing my midwife today.

We went to the chip shop but because it was so late and we had not eaten for so long, we couldn’t eat anything.

So a very eventful day. I’m really hoping this is not the start of things to come.

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Hi, I am a SAHM to 4. Two teens, a preschooler and a baby. This is where I share some of our ups and downs of life.

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2 Responses to A day at the hospital

  1. Candace says:

    I really feel for you. I’m type 1 and also had ore eclampca with both my pregnancies resulting in emergency c sections at 36 & 32 weeks.

    I understand they have to do these tests to check baby is safe and well and you also but sometimes I think things could be done differently updates, feeding up and somewhere comfy to relax would help.

    Hope all goes well

    • Thank you lovely. Luckily I’m not type 1 and it’s just gestational diabetes. That must have been so tough for you, especially the 32 weeks one. Yes I think a lot more could be done on their part. Thank you for commenting X

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