So the hematologist appointment today didn’t go as great as hoped.
My platelet count is the lowest it’s ever been — at 60,000 — and so they recommended steroids. We went in there thinking that if this was the case we would ask for the IV platelet infusion therapy, but once we told her my current stats of 2 cm dilated, 70% effaced and station +1, she said that the infusion would take too long to work and I might not have too much longer to cook this baby.
So, steroids it is. I am definitely bummed about it and worrying about it transferring through breastmilk to the baby after delivery, but what can ya do?
She also thinks, now after 4 office visits in the past 10 months of consistently low platelet counts, that I have ITP. So my body doesn’t recognize my platelets all the time and it kills them, fan-freakin’-tastic. Oh, and we have to get the baby’s platelet count tested when she’s born. Awesome. Just what I want to do – poke my poor baby with needles. Yippee, welcome to the world, Lillian.
And just to top it all off, my blood pressure was elevated at yesterday’s midwife appointment and today’s appointment. Not too high (120/80), but they want me to take it easy. Ha! Sure, let me just pencil that into my busiest month ever at home and work.
I would like to request a do-over on this day, please…