Well, I wrote the post below last night, set it to auto post this morning and went to bed. At two this morning I woke up and threw up, and then did it again at 3:30 and then at 5:00 and then at 6:00 and then at 9:00. So I called my doctor, because I thought “This is probably not a healthy sign.”
It’s memorial day, so I had to speak to the doctor on call, instead of my doctor. I gave him the details, including the fact that I am 37 weeks pregnant, and then I gave him the option of telling me just to lie down until I felt better. Instead, he told me to go to the E.R. because I was probably dehydrated. He made it sound so easy – just go in and they’ll give me IV fluids, and then I’ll go home.
HA!
We got to the hospital at 10:30. I got the I.V. at 12:30. They drew blood. They took other samples. They tested those samples. I had fluids dripping into my arm. I read half of a book. They discharged me at 2:30 in the afternoon with a diagnosis of Hyperemesis Gravidarum – basically extreme morning sickness. At 37 weeks. Yeah, I’m weird.
The mackerdoodle spent the day hanging out with Ankica and Lillian (and Ms. Tera and Mr. Loran) which was a spectuacular blessing. I can’t even begin to imagine how bad it would have been to be strapped to a bloodpressure machine on one arm and an I.V. drip in the other while my toddler ran around pressing buttons on the x-ray machine in the next room or something like that.
I’m supposed to be on a liquid diet for 12 hours, so when we picked up the mackerdoodle, Jonathan got to eat a hamburger and some grilled bratwurst from Tera, while I ate Jello. sigh.
So how was your Memorial Day?
melissa said,
May 26, 2009 at 10:53 am
You know one of the blessings of sickness? I’ve been thinking of you and praying for you all day – even more than usual because I was concerned for you. One of the puritans said that when God afflicts his children, his head is bent more tenderly over them than at any other time. In a (very poor) echo of this, my heart has been inclined to you all day – and I’m thankful for the reminder of you – even when you suffer, maybe especially then. Our God is great and he has given me you, and I’m thankful to have had a day spent in prayer for this great gift!