The first time I took a pregnancy test, I waited the recommended time but there was only one line, so I threw it away. I came back a few minutes later, and looked at it again
Two weeks after I found out I was pregnant, the deathly nausea started again =(. I didn't think it could be POSSIBLE, but it was EVEN WORSE than it had been the first time! Again I could barely eat or drink. For 4 weeks I had to lie down because if I sat up or tried to walk I would throw up. This made it VERY DIFFICULT to take care of the boys! They ended up watching A LOT of "Blue's Clues", "Mr. Roger's Neighborhood", and "Reading Rainbow". It was HIDEOUS having to not only stand up to fix lunch for the boys, but to also have to smell the food =(. For the second 4 weeks I was able to sit up without throwing up, and the 4 weeks after that I could stand, as long as I didn't move around too much or too quickly. The keeping still did not make the intense nausea any better, it just kept me from actually throwing up.
Again, my doctor wouldn't do anything to help me. "Pregnant women get nauseous." I had heard about anti-nausea medication at some point, so I asked her about that, and she finally consented to let me try Zofran. For the first 3 days I took it, it was HEAVEN! I COULD NOT BELIEVE that nobody had told me about this miracle medicine before then and that my doctor didn't immediately offer it up! I would have KISSED THE FEET of whoever invented that medicine! I could eat! And drink water! And move around without throwing up! But it only lasted for 3 days =(.
I was so miserable I finally had Husband to drive me to the Emergency Room because I JUST COULDN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE and there had to be SOMETHING they could do to help me! I hadn't eaten or been able to drink in so long, and death was looking like a GREAT option for escaping the suffering. The lady who checked me in asked me why I was there and I told her that I was pregnant, had been throwing up for days, and hadn't been able to keep down any food or water. She looked at me suspiciously and said, "I was pregnant 6 times and never got sick." Then the nurse who took my vital signs asked why I was there, and I told him that I was afraid I was dehydrated; he sort of snorted at me and said, "You don't look dehydrated." They gave me an IV, and were genuinely surprised when I had had FOUR BAGS of fluid and still didn't need to pee. After I had had 2 bags of fluid and some Phenergan in my IV, I could actually think about food again without feeling sick! I was there for 6 HOURS, they wouldn't bring me anything to eat, and then they were surprised when there was protein in my urine, and that the number kept going up every time they took a sample. HELLO?! They gave me another dose of Phenergan before I went home, but, after that dose, my legs twitched constantly for hours, so I was not allowed to take Phenergan anymore.
During this time....sigh. We had been a little concerned about the blinds in our new house, and we had tried putting some safety things on the strings, but apparently one of them didn't work. Ian had been told to NEVER, EVER, EVER, EVER TOUCH THE STRING ON THE BLINDS!!!! We didn't give him any specifics because we didn't want to give him ideas, so we figured "Never touch the string" should cover everything. One day I heard a cry and a thump. Ian came downstairs looking like this: (Warning: Graphic Picture Below)
|Miracles still happen: he is still alive.|
Unlike Ian, when David was 18 months old and it was time for him to go to the church nursery, he was having NONE OF THAT! We stayed with him for MONTHS before he would stay by himself. He was never one for much talking; he had decided that