Well this week has been interesting. It's only Saturday night and I feel like it's been two weeks feeling like this.
Time seems to go so slow when you want things to progress quickly. I feel that if I'm going to be pregnant, it would be nice if I looked the part. I'm sure I'll be retracting my words a few months down the line, but I just feel normal. And don't get me wrong, I love that I still fit into my size 8 skinny jeans that I've worked so hard to fit into these past few months, but I see all these cute pregnant girls and I want to join the club.
Let me back track this week to Monday....I thought I was going to die.
I had to stop in at work and get some papers signed at the court house. I climbed the backstair way all the while talking to my husband on the phone. As I got to the top of the steps there is a small table with brochures on it. I have no idea what the brochures were or what they talked about, all I could focus on was not falling to the floor. I had no energy and felt like a skeleton. I was completely exhausted and just didnt' know how to go about my day. A good friend of mine was working at the time so I went and saw her to see what I could do. She is a veteran at this pregnancy stuff :)
I called my Doc and they wanted to see me right away. I have to say that I LOVE LOVE LOVE my doctors and nurses! I feel like the needy pregnant person who doesn't know how to just cope with the crappieness of pregnancy and call them at my every ailment. But they are always willing to return a phone call and help out as much as they can. My doctor decided that since I was so fatigued and dehydrated that I would need some IV fluids and an extra shot of Zofran.
I think I was at the clinic for almost 3 hours by the time I finally got to see a doctor, get to the special IV fluids room and have a nurse stick me with my IV. I felt rejuvinated and was crossing my fingers that this would work. I also was prescribed Prednesone, which is a steroid that helps with the nausea.
Tuesday I was at a work conference all day and was sick most of it. So far these drugs were not working. I was throwing up more than ever, "Oh when is this going to be over!"
Wednesday was a little better. I ended up leaving the conference early to go home and rest. I was not feeling well but I had kept all my food down for the day...or so I thought. The evening didn't go very well, but it was better than the day before.
Thursday I was finally getting some relief. The Prednisone was kicking in and I was starting to have good days.
Friday was so beautiful outside that I went for a run! It felt so good to sweat and feel the warm sun on my face. Although the morning sickness is gone, I'm getting night sickness after I eat my dinner. And with working night shifts, dinner may not be until 11pm.
Today has been another great day. Not feeling totally great, but lack of sleep can do that to a person. One more night shift and a few days off to recover.
Just a few more days on the steroids and I should be done. I'm hopeing that it stays with me so I can continue to feel like a normal person again.
Until next time....
~A
Time seems to go so slow when you want things to progress quickly. I feel that if I'm going to be pregnant, it would be nice if I looked the part. I'm sure I'll be retracting my words a few months down the line, but I just feel normal. And don't get me wrong, I love that I still fit into my size 8 skinny jeans that I've worked so hard to fit into these past few months, but I see all these cute pregnant girls and I want to join the club.
Let me back track this week to Monday....I thought I was going to die.
I had to stop in at work and get some papers signed at the court house. I climbed the backstair way all the while talking to my husband on the phone. As I got to the top of the steps there is a small table with brochures on it. I have no idea what the brochures were or what they talked about, all I could focus on was not falling to the floor. I had no energy and felt like a skeleton. I was completely exhausted and just didnt' know how to go about my day. A good friend of mine was working at the time so I went and saw her to see what I could do. She is a veteran at this pregnancy stuff :)
I called my Doc and they wanted to see me right away. I have to say that I LOVE LOVE LOVE my doctors and nurses! I feel like the needy pregnant person who doesn't know how to just cope with the crappieness of pregnancy and call them at my every ailment. But they are always willing to return a phone call and help out as much as they can. My doctor decided that since I was so fatigued and dehydrated that I would need some IV fluids and an extra shot of Zofran.
I think I was at the clinic for almost 3 hours by the time I finally got to see a doctor, get to the special IV fluids room and have a nurse stick me with my IV. I felt rejuvinated and was crossing my fingers that this would work. I also was prescribed Prednesone, which is a steroid that helps with the nausea.
Tuesday I was at a work conference all day and was sick most of it. So far these drugs were not working. I was throwing up more than ever, "Oh when is this going to be over!"
Wednesday was a little better. I ended up leaving the conference early to go home and rest. I was not feeling well but I had kept all my food down for the day...or so I thought. The evening didn't go very well, but it was better than the day before.
Thursday I was finally getting some relief. The Prednisone was kicking in and I was starting to have good days.
Friday was so beautiful outside that I went for a run! It felt so good to sweat and feel the warm sun on my face. Although the morning sickness is gone, I'm getting night sickness after I eat my dinner. And with working night shifts, dinner may not be until 11pm.
Today has been another great day. Not feeling totally great, but lack of sleep can do that to a person. One more night shift and a few days off to recover.
Just a few more days on the steroids and I should be done. I'm hopeing that it stays with me so I can continue to feel like a normal person again.
Until next time....
~A
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