Wednesday's midwife appointment ended much like the week befores. I had a +1 protein in my urine and raised blood pressure. Needless to say I didnt get to see the midwife. I had the consultation with the diabetes doctor, a very sincere young man, who sat forward in his chair and looked at me squarely in his face. Im not used to such attention and it unsettled me. Anyway, he wasnt pleased that I had so few readings (only dinner readings this past week) and reminded me its not for long. He is right of course and I will try harder.
From there I was supposed to see the midwife but instead was seen by a doctor who sent me to the Day Unit to be assessed. She wrote on my notes that if I have a second high blood pressure reading I was to be admitted. I didnt and so was able to leave at 8pm (Id been there since 1). They monitored the baby and all seemed okay. They didnt do the number of bp readings that she had asked for so called me over, just before sending me on my way to do another. I left carrying two large plastic bottles and a measuring jug with instructions to collect my urine for 24 hours.
Up to the wee that got me out of bed in the middle of the night, there was under half a litre. Maybe I need to drink more. A couple of hours to go and I will return the bottle filled with what looks like some dark mechanical biproduct.
When I got home my blood pressure read 165/111. Ten minutes later it was back down. I have no idea whats happening but I dont think they can ignore the high readings forever. The problem is its normally high and stays high while mine fluctuates.
Another interesting experience with a medic. This time the doctor wanted a job in an ivf clinic and wanted to know what made a good service/good consultant. We must have talked about it for 15/20 minutes.
Symptoms = swollen feet and ankles rising to my calves now, painful hands and fingers
