I called the Dr's office this morning around 9:30am to see what the status was with my Zofran. They had already called it in and it was waiting for me at the local CVS! I woke my poor husband up to go get it because I didn't think I could drive. When I woke him up, I was nearly in tears. I know that sounds so weak but I have never and will never deal very well with nausea. I'm pretty strong when it comes to everything else, but nausea is my Kryptonite.
As soon as he got home, I popped the tiny pill and felt like a brand new person. I actually ate waffles for breakfast and then had Subway for lunch. Tonight I will be attempting steak, rice and corn.
Today I was able to load the dishwasher, clean the kitchen and sweep a bit. I can't even tell you how great it felt to get some things done. Tonight, I'm hoping to shower and actually do something with my hair. I have looked like death warmed over for days. Yesterday I was sporting my black yoga pants, black Uggs and my husband's North Face pullover. Sometimes he just says all the wrong things and suggested that I get some workout clothes to lounge around in. I know he was trying to politely tell me that I looked like crap, but when you feel like crap too, that's the last thing you want to hear.
I can't say that I feel 100% yet from the medicine, but I keep focusing on getting to my second trimester. I sincerely hope that the nausea goes away by then. Come on April 30th!
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