The Return of Pukeapalooza
… it’s baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack.
I am 15.5 weeks today and still waiting for the nausea to abate.
I was back in the ER last weekend because I was dehydrated from all the puking (like four-times-in-one-day puking; like projectile-vomiting-all-over-my-car-while-driving puking) and had developed a wicked migraine (like the- kind-of-migraine-that-didn’t-respond-at-all-to-8mg-of-injected-morphine migraine). Two bags of IV fluid and a hydrocodone script later and I was almost as good as new.
It’s not as bad as last time, but it is still very difficult to watch S, work, write, and regularly succumb to bouts of debilitating nausea.
I have an OB appointment tomorrow. Nothing terribly exciting happening as no ultrasound is planned.
Good news? I continue to lose weight.