I went into L&D yesterday due to my blood pressure being in the 200s over 130s. If you aren't familiar with blood pressures, those are extremely high as in could result in maternal or fetal death kinds of pressures. I couldn't catch my breath and baby's heartrate was very elevated too. While my OB was there at L&D, she couldn't be bothered to come by in the 5 hours I was stuck there. So instead I got 3 random OBs I have never seen before who seemed to have not read a single item on my chart before coming in the room.

Because while laying down by BP dropped to the 150s over the 90s (still crappy high pressures), they basically just said go home and lay around until 40 weeks. One OB had the gall to tell me its not a big deal and that I was just being like one of the 10 other women he had sent home that day who were "just being whiny" because they had abdominal cramping in the 3rd trimester.

My BP is medically classified as a damn hypertensive crisis! And I had it checked 4 freaking times to make sure it was reading right. I checked myself with my personal cuff. And I drove to the ambulance station by my house and had 3 dofferent paramedics check it too. The lowest reading was 198/126 (still hypertensive crisis). I am so pissed that they just brush me off, basically accuse me of lying, and just tell me to go sit down and it will be fine. That OB was such a complete ass! His literal first question when he came in the room was do you know how babies are made? I thought it was a joke at first and sort of smiled and tried to laugh politely. And that old dickbag snapped at me that if I knew how babies were made then I should use birth control because only an idiot would start trying to conceive when their oldest child was 2 years old. Then he went on a torade about how I probably just wasn't properly educated on how to take a BP reading or was making it up and how if I would stop trying to be so busy doing too much my baby would be fine and I wouldn't have blood pressure issues.

I tried to explain that I have been on restricted activity since the start of 2nd trimester, even cutting back at work, and working from home 2 days a week. But he didn't listen to a word I had to say. Stupid OB kept saying it would be fine if I just put my feet up and sit down once in a while instead of "grocery shopping and cleaning house" (his exact very sexist words).

It won't be fine. I live 50 miles from the hospital. That's an hour drive time if something goes wrong. Blood pressures that high cut off baby's air supply. My baby could suffocate before I could even get halfway to the hospital if it keeps happening. And my BP spikes like this frequently for no apparent reason. When it spiked yesterday, I was literally sitting down with my feet up in our recliner. You really can't be much lazier / low activity than sitting, feet up, and drinking a glass of ice water.

I went through similar issues with my first, and ultimately had an emergency delivery at 34 weeks. This little one has made it to 36 weeks which is even better. But I don't want to push things and play with these crazy high pressures and risk a stillborn baby. I'm just livid!