I called my doctor and asked if I could get blood work drawn. Thankfully, she was able to get me right in. She called me the next morning and gave me the news I was dreading: My platelets (little cells that help clot your blood) were dangerously low! I was immediately scared.
My doctor started me on some oral steroids and had me see hematology (blood doctors) that very same day. She was able to draw some more labs. So far, I had been responding to steroids and my platelets were increasing. Great news! She had me return the following morning for more labs. I still had a bad feeling something was wrong.
My worst nightmare came true. My blood work was rapidly declining and she wanted me to be admitted to the hospital. She diagnosed me with HELLP Syndrome. It’s a rare and severe form of pre-eclampsia. At the time I was admitted, I was only 29 weeks pregnant. I knew I was going to have this baby very soon!
Despite medical treatment, I continued to decline. Twelve hours after being admitted, at 8 a.m. Saturday morning, my OB/GYN came in my room and told me I need to have this baby immediately, and I would be scheduled for an emergency C-section! This was because my platelets continued to decline and my blood pressure was rapidly elevating, and unfortunately, the only cure for HELLP Syndrome is the delivery of the baby. Multiple units of platelets were ordered so I could have them before surgery, during surgery, and after if I needed them.
I said my goodbyes to my family and was wheeled into the operating room. I had to be put to sleep with general anesthesia for the delivery of my baby girl because my platelets were too low (you cannot have a spinal epidural unless your platelets are over 100K and mine were 16K). Therefore, my husband, Nick, wasn’t even allowed to be in the room.