Sunday, April 22, 2012

My wacky week 11

You know when I have been off for a few days it doesn't mean anything good. We had a wacky week.

To start, Mike left for a meeting in California on Sunday and my dad came to step in and help me out with Logan. I could not have survived Monday and Tuesday without him. They were bad days. The zofran wasn't working and I kept throwing up the colace. My new routine is to come strait home from work and go to sleep. I just get so tired! Especially on those bad days. Wednesday was a good day, thankfully. On the good days I have been trying to rehydrate and eat a little better. When I got home from school I saw the bananas and thought, why not? I feel good. Banana's are gentle. They are bland. And they are not cereal and I am tired of cereal and pretzels. Bad idea. The banana immediately came up and sent me into a bad downward spiral. I couldn't stop throwing up. The next morning I made it in to school hoping I would feel better and that the meds would kick in. No such luck. I went home after an hour in tears. I was beyond constipated and throwing up and it had been 4 days since I had really had much to drink. So I called in. Luckily it was my doctor who got my note and told me to go to the ER.

I was terrified. I hate ERs. I was hoping I could go into L&D but they said I was too early for that. I just knew I would be sitting in that ER forever at the bottom of the priority list. Well, luckily I was wrong. Almost no one was in the ER on a Thursday morning. They got me in in about an hour. Got me in my own room and introduced my 2 nurses. They were both so friendly and so supportive. They took one look at me and said I was definitely dehydrated and later test results said the same thing. I hadn't really noticed how dry my skin was getting. I met my doctor, Dr. M who was FANTASTIC. I can't say enough how awesome she was. She new exactly what was going on with me and new exactly what to do to help. My OB was her OB and friend so she called her just to double check everything and fill her in.  They pumped me up with 3 liters of fluids and some phenergan (I think that is how you spell it) because I my OB wanted to take me off the zofran because of the constipation - a nasty side affect. She warned me it might make me woosy. LOL, I was out 10 minutes later and slept for like 3 hours! The nice nurses shut off my light and shut the door to keep the ER noise out. When I woke up they brought me a little lunch tray to see if I could eat anything and I could.  I just knew I really needed the fluids to get out of the spiral I had gotten into.

When it was time to go they took my blood pressure - 5 times and it was about 87/39. That's a little low! They wouldn't let me leave until it was higher so they had me take some laps around the ER. That seemed to help. I felt really drugged the rest of the night and a little less so on Friday at school. It's now Sunday and my little cocktail of phenergan in the evening and a low dose of zofran in the morning seems to help as long as I keep drinking whenever I can. A side affect of the phen is dry mouth so that actually helps motivate me to drink!

Tomorrow I hit 12 weeks. The last week of the first trimester. Lots of prayers that this all will end soon!I know too many people who have to deal with much worse than this all the way through the pregnancy.

Happy Earth Day!

Friday, April 13, 2012


Today as I was walking ever so slowly in to school (either from pain, lethargy or really the unwantedness of beginning the day) a fellow teacher pulled me aside to exclaim how I am beginning to show now. I assured her that it was just an illusion from the dress and she was adamant about how no I now have a belly where I didn't before. I thought it was sweet but honestly, my belly is the same size, the rest of me has just shrunk around it so I guess she is right. The belly I had post baby, is now hard with a new baby and I am looking lean everywhere else! Ah, my silver lining. If I have learned anything from last time though it's that I need to begin doing some light exercises to keep my muscles from disintegrating as well. It makes it hard to keep the weight off after if you have no muscle to help.

My first week back after spring break was tough but bearable. I had some great lessons planned where I didn't have to stand and entertain too much. It involved a lot of strategic teaching and transitions to the students working. We had 2 days in the computer lab of trying to identify rocks of which I am actually getting pretty good at. Did you know Maryland has a lot of metamorphic rock due to pre-Pangaea mountain uplifting? Well Tuesday and Wednesday went great. I was able to eat and drink moderately well while heavily medicating. Thursday was bad, as I predicted. I made it through most of the day until I gave up 6th period and just went home to a 2 1/5 hour nap. It didn't improve my appetite and all I got down was an orange and piece of cornbread. Today was a little better, I actually survived a day of teaching with lectures in 6 classes and ate a piece of carrot cake! I'm still working on the water though. The last thing I want to cram into the weekend is a trip to L&D for fluids.

Sunday DH is heading out west for a meeting and won't be back until Tuesday then has another presentation on Friday. Did I mention he has been taking care of EVERYTHING around here? How could I survive a 2 year old, being sick, and trying to work? Plus DH was in a panic all day yesterday on how he was going to finish everything so I called my lifeline - my parents. My dad is coming in tonight to help us out. Thanks Dad! (and thanks Mom for sharing him, I know you wanted to make it too)

Monday, April 9, 2012

10 weeks

Last week was spring break. Other than this nasty cold, I actually started feeling better. I was eating salads and even meat and only throwing up maybe every other day. Then, yesterday I didn't feel well. It was our first day home. It was Easter so we got up and went to church, I survived the claustrophobia and incense. My mood and the homily sort of dampened my Easter spirit but praise God none-the-less.  But the rest of the day I spent asleep or resting. I couldn't keep my spaghetti down and since then it has been all down hill. After throwing up last night I felt like I was going to again but I got to sleep instead. This morning, in the last 2 hours, I have thrown up 3 times. The last time was about 30 minutes after the 8 mg of zofran. I think if I throw up again I will call the doc. I don't really think there is anything else they can do except maybe IV zofran but MAN am I glad this school district takes Monday after Easter off too.

Yesterday also marks the day we officially went public!

He came, He lived, and He died a horrible death because he knew you and said you are worth it. But He didn't stay dead. Praise God. That is the Easter Message.