I had my 30 week appointment today. To say it did not go well is an understatement.
First I met with the nurse to go over hospital stuff. That went fine, I got my paperwork to send in, etc.
Then I had my appointment with the OB. That's where it started to go downhill. Weight was the same as 2 weeks ago, which was the same as 3 weeks before that. So no weight gain in 5 weeks. My blood pressure was a different story. That was 162/98.
So the OB comes in and measures and listens to the heartbeat, etc. She then writes me out a script for BP meds, tells me I'm now considered high risk because of the high blood pressure (it was elevated at my last appt too) in addition to the gestational diabetes, I need non stress tests weekly now, I have an ultrasound in 2 weeks just to check growth, sends me to the lab for bloodwork, but spares me the 24 hour urine collection because I'm not spilling any protein, and then drops the bomb.
They don't want me to try to VBAC. She said it as delicately as possible, and knew I was upset, even though I knew things were quickly stacking up against me. Chances are high that my blood pressure will cause them to want to deliver me early anyway, and since I can't be induced, there's only one way for the baby to come out. It is what it is I guess.
They did take my BP again at the end and it was 144/90.
Oh, and I almost got pulled out of work. I said no, because I don't really want to not get a full 12 weeks after to spend at home with the baby, but if my boss continues to be an idiot I'm going to end up pulled out early anyway. He doesn't seem to get the "I need less stress, not more" talk I gave him last week. Ugh.