Tuesday, October 30, 2012

October 15th, 2012 Update

*Originally composed on 10/15/2012* 
  
Well, since the doctor put me on the anti-nausea medication last Thursday, I've been using it as he directed: Once every 8 hours, only as-needed. It's not to be taken 24/7, so I have not been doing that.

Saturday, I did great all day at the Awana Conference, as I took the medicine first thing in the morning. And then I lost everything I ate that night. :( It was a major emotional evening here at the Crombie home, because I was mad that I threw up, scared for the baby, and worried that the doctor would be angry with me because every time I get sick, I lose more weight. I cried and cried for about half an hour, and Robert's poor shoulder was so wet by the time I finally stopped sobbing! He was so supportive, though, reassuring me and telling me the doctor wouldn't be mad, and that baby was okay.

Today is Monday, and I took my medicine first thing this morning. But I felt completely icky anyway. So, I tried to take things slow, and arrived at work an hour later than I usually do. Upon arrival, my boss said, "Are you okay??? You look really pale..." I said, "No, but I'm here. And I almost called in, but I decided against it." She told me if I needed to leave early it was no big deal, but I wanted to stay for the whole day. I made it through, and everything seemed fine....until I got home to teach Alexis's piano lesson.

After work, I had to go get the oil changed in the Focus. (Robert doesn't do either of our vehicles' services before winter, just so we can have a very thorough once-over on them - and it's cold outside.) That was no biggie, and I knew I'd need to eat as soon as I got home. I got home, had a piece of dry toast and some water, and started feeling horrible in the middle of Alexis's lesson (on Skype). I toughed it out, and she did well. I talked to her mom for about 30 minutes about her progress afterwards (not typical, usually we just chat for a couple minutes, but we digressed into discussing kids and the pregnancy, etc.) Well, about 25 minutes into our talk, I started feeling terrible. REALLY terrible. As soon as I ended the Skype call, I was in the bathroom, and the toast did not stay down.

At that point, I decided to call the doctor's office, and I told the nurse that one of two things was going to happen. Either a) I was going to follow the doctor's directions and only use the medication as-needed, and not have the refills I needed to get through the rest of feeling horrible and not being able to keep any food down at all, or b), they could amend the directions and prescription so I could eat. The nurse asked me what was going on, and when I described what was happening, she briefly put me on hold, came back and said, "The doctor and I are in agreement. He doesn't want you losing any more weight, and you need to be taking that medicine every 8 hours - period." I requested not to have to take it at night when I'm asleep, as I'm not waking up all night to get sick. They said that was fine, but for every minute I'm awake, I need to have it in me.

Sigh. I really hate throwing up. I know I lose weight every time I do it. I know how bad it hurts, and I cry every single time. I've been worried that the baby isn't getting enough nutrition because I'm not keeping anything down. Since I've been on the medicine, though, I have a somewhat normal appetite, and everything stays down. It's only when I let the medicine lapse that I have the problems. So I guess I'm thankful that the doctor and his nurse have something that they can prescribe to help me eat and get nutrition for me and the baby. I wish I didn't have to take it, but I cannot even put into words how difficult it is just to live when you're as sick as I've been. I explained to the nurse that, if I'm not at work (and therefore, in the bathroom every 10-15 minutes), I'm in bed - period. At the appointment, I had mentioned that, too. But right when I said that today, she was looking at my chart and said, "Oh! Well, you're right at 12 weeks now!" I said, "Um....no, the doctor said I was only 9 weeks and 3 days on Thursday..." Turns out, they'd never changed the due date and how far I was in their system. Which is why I ended up with such a tiny prescription for the anti-nausea medication and only one refill.

That's my update for today (which none of you will get to read for a few weeks yet!)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Kimi I am glad you are being taken care of. Morning sickness is no fun, it hurts, and I cryed too. Your Doing great Kimi, your going to be a great mommy to your little one your bring into the world.
Kathryn S.