YOU eat a fucking cracker.
May 27, 2010
I don’t really know what to say or how to talk about what is going on.
It’s nothing horribly bad.
No one is dying, no one has cancer that didn’t already have it… that I know of.
I’m just struggling.
Struggling to eat, struggling to drink, struggling to breathe, struggling to sleep, struggling to work.
I’ve been diagnosed with hyperemesis gravidarum.
My luck, I suppose. I’ve developed something less than 2% of pregnant woman get.
I can’t win the lottery but I can vomit up my baby. And it’s frustrating. People assume you just have bad morning sickness. You’re overreacting. “Just eat a cracker.”
Just eat a cracker?
I haven’t eaten anything in days that I’ve been able to keep down remotely… don’t you think I’d give ANYTHING to be able to eat a fucking cracker?
The HER foundation put up this handy dandy little chart – dunno if I’m going to be able to get it big enough to read, but click on it if it’s not.
Tuesday I got IV fluids at the hospital, next Tuesday I have another appointment at the doctor’s office – a place that I fear I will NEVER LEAVE at some point.
I feel like I’ve got some sort of wasting disease – I’ve never been so miserable in all of my life.
How far along are you now?
I HAD this. Right at 6 weeks and 3 days. Count it- 22 hours of no food staying my tummy. I too had to go to the hospital and get IV fluids, and they gave me zofran, and I lived and breathed Zofran for a good portion of my first trimester. Yup. I was miserable. I had heartburn (I couldn’t lie flat for the many many nights), smells bothered me, we couldn’t cook in the house- I would see a picture of a particular food and would even vomit. It was terrible.
Just breathe. I had told myself, ‘tolerate it, you don’t have to like it or accept it, just tolerate it’. But I still cried and got frustrated- I literally felt like I was starving. All I could really eat was cereal and panera bread sandwhichs!
Anyhow. I feel for you. but now I am 28 weeks, and I got through it. And it seems like a distant memory at this point. But I wouldn’t want to live through it again! Hopefully, the next pregnancy won’t be as bad….. one can hope.
#1, I missed the baby bit! You should email me more and tell me since work blocks Vox.
It sucks. It sucks so hardcore.
I’m on like day 25 of vomiting 20-30 times a day and all I can say is… I’m the new vomiting Superhero!
I’m lucky in that I can keep sips of water going through – I can’t keep them down, but surely if you sip enough some gets through?
That’s what’s keeping my electrolytes up right now. The only thing, as eating is a distant and not-so-fond memory.
Zofran is a cute name for a drug. But. Useless. Phenergen. Another cute name. We should buy it a widdle teddy bear. But, useless. Reglan seems to work some, but not all of the time – not constant. 7 prescriptions I’ve gone through so far – Mostly because they wanted me to try different ways of getting the stuff down… If you can’t swallow meds, on to the dissolving and so forth. Jerks.
I do okay if I have a teensy bit of something and immediately lay down.
But you can’t do that at work. They frown on that. Which is why work sucks donkey toes.
Smells are bad. I work right by the breakroom. Which is hilarious on the scale of Murphy’s law. I pissed someone off out there but good.
I’m with you on the power of suggestion bit – the visuals are enough to send me reeling. But if you’re in a doctor’s office and all they play is the food network they’ll look at you like you’re nuts if you try to explain why you want them to change the channel.
I’m not starving – my stomach hurts too bad for me to want to eat much. So I’m down 10 pounds – 10 pounds out of 50 more that I can stand to lose. I figure that is the only upside in this.
Still, I don’t want to get so sick that I miscarry because if there is anything I am sure of, it’s that if this one doesn’t bake right, I’m not ever getting pregnant again and my husband’s SOL.
I’m not sure he realizes/understands this, but such is the disconnect in men/women speak.
Hey Honey, sorry you are so ill with this baby. I have heard that the sicker you are the healthier the baby is…not sure if it’s true or not, but hey, let’s just go with that for now
I knew it! My baby is a superhero!
Yeah, that’s the ticket