I'm not going to lie, this whole first part of my pregnancy has really been awful. I felt okay weeks 4-5, but since then it has been a downward spiral.
During week 6, the nausea and migraines hit. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to do much about the migraines because when you are pregnant, all you can take is tylenol for pain. Tylenol has NEVER worked on my migraines, so I've had to suffer through them. I keep reminding myself that I will sacrifice WAY more than this over the course of my child's life, so in the scheme of things, it's not really a major deal, even though it feels like one! :/
Week 7 brought the vomiting. Vomiting coupled with nausea and migraines is a blast. Starting week 6, day 6, is when I started to lose weight. I started pregnancy at 132 pounds.
Week 8 was the start of death. At 8wks 2days, I had to go to the ER. I had been unable to keep food or liquids down for four days, and I had lost eight pounds. I couldn’t even stand up anymore from pain and weakness, so Cody took me to the ER on Thursday morning at 7. They immediately got me hooked up to an IV and were pumping fluids into me. They did one bag, and then bloodwork, and my levels were still really bad, so they did another bag. More bloodwork, and levels were even worse. I was having really bad one-sided cramping, so the doctor did an abdominal ultrasound, but he couldn’t see the baby (although it was a crappy machine)! So, he ordered a transvaginal ultrasound. While waiting for that, I got another bag of fluids and they did more bloodwork to check my fluids and hCG levels. My fluid level was better, but not much, and my hCG levels were fine. We were all concerned that the pregnancy could have been ectopic because of the cramping. So, they finally brought the heavy duty ultrasound machine up and we could see the baby! We were so relieved and excited to see the baby for the first time. The one-sided cramping was due to a cyst I had that had ruptured! The baby’s heartbeat was 145, and the baby was measuring a few days small, which they weren’t really concerned about. Since my fluid levels weren’t getting much better, they decided to admit me to the hospital overnight for more fluids. Finally that night I was able to start eating and drinking. I had a total of like 10+ bags of fluids, plus a whole lot of Zofran (the miracle drug!) to help with the nausea. I was able to leave the hospital at noon on Friday, with a prescription for Zofran. I also had to stop teaching Zumba for the time being, as it takes all my energy to even wash my hair. I really hated week 8!
Week 9...this week, I was trying to recover from week 8! Whenever I wasn't working, Cody had me locked up in my room in bed. I religiously took my Zofran, but unfortunately, swallowing pills is quite difficult at the moment, plus the dosage was pretty low.
Week 10, this week, I had to go back to the ER. I lost an additional 5 pounds (currently down 13 pounds). I had my first appointment at my doctor's office with the nurse, and in less than three hours, I threw up six times, two of which were 30 minutes apart during my appointment. They sent me right over to the ER for more fluids. Unfortunately, this ER experience sucked and I didn't have as good care as I did during my last visit, and I left feeling just about as sick as I did before I got there because I could not deal with the horrible care. Thankfully though, the doctor did prescribe a higher dose of Zofran, which I had already been taking. This higher, dissolvable dose, has made life more bearable this week.
The second trimester is right around the corner, and I'm hoping that will provide some relief from my current misery as my hCG levels start to balance.
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