It has been a very uncomfortable few weeks for me. I am pregnant, which I am so happy about, but apparently my baby likes me to feel like poop. I have had the normal morning sickness, although mostly at night, but this past week has been something of a completely different variety.
We went down to Fort Worth this past weekend for my sister's bridal shower, which was beautiful thanks to the hard work of my SIL Katie. Sunday morning rolls around and my stomach felt not so hot, and not the normal "I need to puke" sensation. I took my anti nausea meds from my doctor and went about my day, even though I really just wanted to curl up and go to sleep forever. I managed to stay awake all the way up until 7pm then went to bed until 645 Monday morning when we had to head back to Wichita Falls for me to be at work by 10. I got sick- normal for waking up and moving around too quickly immediately- but the feeling didn't go away. I basically slept the entire 2 hour drive home (with a cup next to me just in case). We made it home, and I got sick again- everything I ate that morning was no more. Go to work (which was from 10-7 since I had to get someone to work Sunday for me to be in Fort Worth) and barely survive the day.
I got home and ate my baked potato, something that's been safe so far then too my shower and got ready for bed. Oops, potato was no longer safe. I get sick and completely empty my stomach of everything, take a nausea pill then went to bed (at 8). 2 hours later, I am woken up to be sick again, then again at 1130, 1230, and finally at 150, I wake Adam up to take me to the ER since I was beyond empty and couldn't hold down water.
If you know me, you know I am not a "lets just go to the doctor" kind of person, I prefer to just sleep it off if possible. Well, obviously that didn't work last night, so we get to the ER and I run to get sick again while Adam checks me in and they immediately get me a room. Blood drawn, IV hooked up, and blood pressure taken first thing. They gave me more anti nausea meds through the IV and my body sucked up 1000 mL of fluid in less than 20 minutes. While waiting for the results of my tests, since they didn't know why I was so sick, I slept (ish) and I'm assuming Adam tried to sleep in his chair. At 430 they came back and told me all my tests were normal, and that I was dehydrated from emptying ever pore in my body of water, but that I can go home since they got the meds into my system. One last blood pressure check- 96/60. Wait that cant be right, so she did it again, 86/54. Whoops, thats not good. I thought they were going to admit me then, but I had to drink a couple cups of water, and it went up eventually to 106/72. So it was FINALLY time to go home, at 530am.
Needless to say, I did not go to work today, since I am still dehydrated and extremely weak. Adam went into work late due to him having to be at the hospital with me for 4 hours instead of sleeping. I am not a fan of doctors still, but I am so happy I went last night because I think if I had gotten up one more time to be sick, I probably would've ended up passing out in the bathroom and hitting my head on the toilet.
I am 11 weeks and 4 days, so close to being out of my first trimester, PLEASE let me start feeling better. I think I'm going to go take a nap again.
