Monday, June 04, 2012
There are very few people that intimidate me. I wasn't raised to allow other people to exert their control over me. In fact, I find it comical when people try to do that very thing. Sometimes I think they don't realize what they're doing, Yet, they've managed to believe they are better than others based on whatever (money, social/political status, degrees, etc.). Phooey. Then, of course, there are those individuals that allow others to intimidate them, despite the fact the intimidator doesn't even know it.

There is one thing, however, that does intimidate me, and it's not a person.

Pregnancy. Preeclampsia. HELLP.

Oh wait, that's three things.

My very own kryptonite.

With a decision on the table to TTC again, I can't help but be reminded of the fact I am truly at the mercy of my DNA. Now that's comforting (insert sarcasm here). I'm getting ahead of myself though. We don't have an answer yet. Ultimately, the choice is ours, but we still have to look at the risks. Often times people fail to realize there are real, live individuals attached to all those statistics.

Preeclampsia occurs in 5-8% of pregnancies in the US. Of the 5-8 percent, 75% experience mild preeclampsia and 25% experience severe preeclampsia. That's me, the 25% of 5% . I'm one of those numbers. I'm your neighbor, your coworker, your friend.

The paper referenced above is about two years old. I'll be interested to see what Dr. B has to say concerning a subsequent pregnancy. Regardless, any number makes me sweat.

I'll be glad when this week is over...

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