Three weeks after my initial neurology appointment following having Noah I was back again. For the first time in months I went alone. It was a weird feeling but I needed to get out alone and what better place to be heading than to the neurology team! On the whole there had been some improvement with the epilepsy (Noah was just over four weeks old). I had slowed down the decrease because of lack of sleep, I was worried about the effects the decrease would have on me as it is a huge trigger for me, and now more than ever I knew I had to be fit and healthy for Noahs sake. I always knew having a baby would mean sleep deprivation but I was trying my hardest to manage it as best I could. So I went against the doctors suggestions of how quickly to reduce the Lamotrigine, in my case I slowed down the decrease, thinking I knew best. However I was still feeling dizzy and “drunk”, this was where I got a bit of a slapped wrist from the epilepsy nurse. He informed me that I was feeling like this because my hormone levels were dropping and the lamotrigine levels were rising, and I needed to do it at the speed suggested to make sure the levels didn’t get too high. He sent me off for blood tests to check my drug level, I hate blood tests, so last time I won’t do as I’m told.
It has taken me a about three weeks to write this, demands of a new-born has meant an entry that I can normally write in half hour has taken me this long, it’s also taken this long because the epilepsy and medication changes have meant things have been a bit hazy and I haven’t always been up to writing. The paragraphs have been written by me as they happened so are in the present tense, when actually they are events that happened weeks ago.
This entry will carry on from when I delivered Noah up until we were discharged from hospital. Adjusting to motherhood means this entry has taken me longer than usual (that and Chris has been borrowing my laptop!)
After being a drill sergeant to deliver Noah our midwife turned back into the lovely woman she had been all through labour. She gave me time to rest and recover, she had been understanding about the epilepsy and knew a bit of a break would be what I needed. Then I was taken off to the postnatal ward. Luckily due to the epilepsy they gave us a private room which meant Chris could stay with me. I don’t know what I would have done otherwise as after taking Clobazam and giving birth I was in no fit state to look after myself never mind Noah. Also this turned out to be doubly useful as we stayed in hospital for three nights following Noah’s birth due to him having jaundice and me not feeling 100%.
Bringing Noah into the world
So when I wrote my blog about the birth plan I already knew I was going in to be induced the following day. A decision has been made between myself and my team all round that I was getting too tired and epilepsy was so unpredictable that baby would be better outside of me at the first chance possible than me carrying to 40 weeks. The next three blogs will cover labour and birth, aftercare in the hospital and then our first week at home.
My names Faye, mostly known for being a tea addict, swimmer and a swim instructor. I'm almost 34, married and I had my 1st child in June 2015, oh and I also happen to have epilepsy. This is my story of Pregnancy, Motherhood & Epilepsy.