As expected, this pregnancy has been kicking my ass.
Seriously, I have bruises.
The drugs are to combat some of the nausea that I've had 24-7. How do I know that I was sick 24 hours a day? I would dream that I was barfing or seasick. So gross. And no escape.
The drugs cause drowsiness, which would be fine if I didn't have a 3 year old to mind. And I'm still puking, which is worrisome. I'm going to give the drugs another day or two in my body and see if it improves.
I had the pleasure of an ER trip last Sunday. I was spotting very heavy after doing housework. It went away eventually, but not before a really embarrassing (I think for him and me) internal exam by a male ER doctor. He was very gentle- it was the first exam by a male doctor ever for me- yikes.
All that time in the ER meant knitting! YAY!
5 Hour Baby sweater that took 2 weeks. Love it though! It's for my friend from middle school's baby to be. Robyn and I lost touch when she moved out of town our freshman year. She contacted me on Facebook in May and we've been chatting ever since!