The Second (NIGHTMARE) POTS Pregnancy:
In December of 2010, I knew something was wrong. I had been functioning most days for the last few years since my son was born, with fluctuating symptoms that I had been trying to hide from business related folks, and had given up fixing with doctors. But they were tolerable - episodes of tachycardia, light-headedness, chronic pain and fatigue after working long hours, and severe hypoglycemia.
I was suddenly feeling like I was going drop, and spinning, and my heart rate was nuts. I was also not retaining any fluids, no matter how much salt loading and drinking I did. Then I found out I was pregnant right after Christmas, and everything changed. Within a week, I was sick, bed bound, and knew something was severely wrong. The first week of January was my first trip to the ER after blacking out when I stood up too fast to grab my son (who decided climbing on a counter top was a good idea!), and I couldn't get my heart rate under control after, even laying flat. This is also when a month+ of vertigo began. Horrendous vertigo, like I had never before experienced.
The month of January I was back and forth to the ER and was admitted multiple times. Then in early Feb I was sent to a rehad/nursing center because I needed constant monitoring, continuous IV fluids, and had a PICC line placed. Only once the IV fluids were upped did I start to see improvements with the vertigo. Unfortunately, my PICC line was not cared for, and I developed massive blood clots along the line that were ignored by the staff at the nursing home. We had to threaten legal action to get me medically released, as the doctor at that horrible place blew me off and thought I was having muscle pain - and was massaging Aspercreme into my clotted area (nice).

After coming home, my nurse was appalled at what I told her and saw the state of my PICC line and sent me to the ER. We found out I had 5 DVT's and my jugular was completely clotted off. I hadn't been able to turn my neck for days, and they had been rubbing my clotted area at the nursing home, and the clots had broken off and started migrating to various dangerous locations. I was admitted again to the hospital, but was still blown off when I complained of extreme chest pain and difficulty breathing, and told "it's just your POTS" and sent home after a week. Well - it was not just my POTS - it was over a dozen bilateral pulmonary embolisms (PE's), plus a 2 cm clot in my right atrium. Turns out they had sent me home on the wrong dose of Lovanox (a blood thinner) and ignored my OB doctors demands for my clotting factor to be tested. If I had not kept going back to the ER and demanding they do something or I was going to pull out that stupid PICC line myself, I would have died, along with the baby. Being pregnant, bed-bound, and having a PICC line is the trifecta of blot clotting risks. Add to that the fact that they finally tested me for clotting factor conditions, and I came out positive for the Factor V Leiden gene, so basically I was a clot waiting to happen. It took me almost dying to get the treatment I needed, and even after that - it was a 9 month struggle and fight with the hospital and doctors around here. That's why I advise people to have a plan in place and a support network of good doctors familiar with your brand of POTS.