Since Tuesday I have been quite sick with a chest infection.
I had Wednesday off of work and fully expected to be feeling better come Wednesday night, alas I was not.
On Thursday I was feeling even worse so I dragged myself off to the doctors, unfortunately my doctor was fully booked so I had to see another doctor, whom I have not seen before, I don't like doing that.
He was quite nice and seemed capable, he told me that I had a chest infection and prescribed me some antibiotics that were safe to take during pregnancy.
I went home and decided I was not going to take the antibiotics as I did not want to risk harming bubs and nothing can be 100% guaranteed safe.
By later in the afternoon I was feeling worse and bubs had been very quiet all day and for most of the previous day. I phoned the hospital and they told me that I sounded very unwell and suggested that I come in to have some CTG monitoring.
I phoned Mum and she drove down to come to the hospital with me, I guess I was a little worried.
When we got to the hospital the midwife first took my blood pressure, and secondly nearly fell over! My blood pressure was high enough that it was quite likely I could have a stroke or heart attack! This scared the you know what out of me! She advised me that I would not be going anywhere for the rest of the afternoon as she wanted my blood pressure monitored, she also took blood and urine to test for protein, which at this stage much to everyones amazement I still do not have pre eclempsia, I am assuming this is a good thing, although the high blood pressure is not.
She then hooked up the monitors for the CTG monitoring, of course as soon as she did that bubs started kicking up a storm, making me feel foolish for coming into the hospital, she was lovely though and said it is always better to err on the side of caution.
Bubs was montiored for about 1/2 an hour and both the doctor and the midwife were very happy with the reading.
I was kept in until about 7:30 that evening until my blood pressure had stabilised, I was then allowed home so long as I was to rest, Mum threatened to tie me to the lounge!
On Friday I was still not feeling any better so I gave in and filled my prescription for the antibiotics. It was clear that my body was just unable to fight this by myself.
I guess my body is working so hard to provide everything that bubs needs that I am just getting the left overs, which is by no means enough to fight an infection.
I was and still am so torn between not wanting to take the antibiotics as I don't want to to harm bubs, and wanting to take the antibiotics as it can't be good for bubs me being unwell for a prolonged period of time.
I am happy to report that I am now on the mend and feeling muh better, still not 100% but still much better.
However sitting here typing this I am feeling a little weak, probably buggered as I have been outside weeding, potting plants etc, I really need to slow down!
Work have been quite understanding and supportive, I just really didn't want them to think that I took half of last week off to use up my sick leave before I left, that is so far from the truth, I would much rather be at work feeling well than be at home feeling as miserable as I have been.
At least I am now on the mend, thank goodness!
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