I swore to my husband that I would not be going to the ER or L&D for this pregnancy if I wasn’t about to have a baby, and I am therefore a dirty liar.
I was interviewing a nanny on Sunday in a coffee shop on Magazine Street. Lovely afternoon, sweet lady, and a yogurt parfait. Nearly all the way though the interview, I had to stop talking several times, because I was… out of breath? Out of energy? All of the above, plus losing vision. I blacked out for a very uncomfortable moment in which I thought I might vomit on the spot, and decided to wrap the interview up with the now very concerned nanny. I gathered my things as I was not yet alarmed, having experienced these episodes through most of the pregnancy, even though they usually weren’t so dramatic and the effects not nearly so long-lasting. I tried to sip some milk and realized the left side of my face did not have feeling.
I nearly sobbed on the spot.
I dialed my husband, no answer. He was probably putting the baby down for a nap. I waited a few minutes, dialed again, same thing. By now I was decided on going to the ER- thankfully just a few blocks away- and also decided on driving myself, which I was certain was a bad idea because I was obviously having a stroke. One thing I knew to do was move, move, move, and get my tush over to the ER.
Made it there fine, went to registration, went to triage, got escorted to L&D. One of the midwives I see was already at the hospital for a birth, so my lonely stay was a bit shorter than it might have been. They checked me out, put me on monitors. Luckily, neurological problems were ruled out pretty quickly. I was baffled as to what was going on. Baby looked great, I was having zero contractions, zero dilation. The last thing to get checked was my blood, and it came back that I am anemic.
Simple, right? Apparently it was pretty bad. Bad enough to not only have me blacking out while sitting down, but also sleeping for half the day and the night. After 2 and a half days of iron supplements twice a day, my iron levels are now borderline. I can’t express how much better I feel! I had no idea that anemia could feel so miserable, and that it could be so serious.
I saw my chiropractor on Monday, and he adjusted my neck, and the numbness went away.
Way to freak me out, weird stressed nerve in my neck.
When I got home from the ER, Zack was so relieved. It sucks to think your 24-year-old wife, pregnant with your second child, might be dealing with a stroke. Add to that my phone had died a short time into my visit… Poor guy.
In a nutshell, you could say that I overreacted… but seriously? A blackout episode accompanied by facial numbness on one side? What the heck, body. What the heck.