Well, baby E's birth went well and then things went pear shaped with my blood pressure. E is amazing, she is well and healthy and her only concerns have been her temperature on the day she was born, and her smallness meaning she can't feed a lot or feed very fast.
She is a delightful baby, very chilled and extraordinarily cute. It is so far much, much easier with one, and I do feel bad for each of the twins that we didn't ever have the one on one interaction that E is getting.
We came out of hospital two days after E's birth, following a battle between me and the staff regarding my blood pressure and the fact that they can't get it down. I was nearly re-admitted this evening, but stood my ground. I still have crazy high bp, but am now taking the pills I took before pregnancy and praying that it goes down. Idiotic behaviour from the docs at the hospital and their inability to accept that a pregnant woman isn't pregnant any more once they have given birth.
I have been very scared of my own demise. Very. Much of today was spent weeping as a a result.
This week is to be spent getting better.
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