It's really fucking hard to properly time the consumption of food, water, Zofran, prenatal vitamins, and Colace. As such, I have thrown up my Colace for 3 days in a row now. I am paying the price.
So like, where do you draw the line? If you throw something up right away, obviously take a 2nd dose. But if it's been 10 minutes? 20? 30? When are you 'safe'? I'm contemplating putting a call in to the nurse's line solely to ask this question. But maybe it should wait for my next appointment.
Tomorrow is supposed to be my last day on progesterone. However, thanks to the wonderful Joyous Birdie, I have enough to last 2 more weeks. I think I might keep going. I mean, it's not like anything else is going up my vagina these days.
There are still some blogs I can't comment on. Like the aforementioned Joyous Birdie, and Chikenpig, and Journey to Baby G. And lots more. It makes me sad to be unable to comment. You would think Blogger would fix this problem, but I guess my fragile emotional state is not important.
I took my last final (of the summer) yesterday. The prof made me put my Saltines under the desk! She knows I'm pregnant. The guy sitting next to me (who is a friend of sorts) was like, "Dude, she's gonna pay for that. Puke on your scantron. Do it!" I almost did.
We had a cookout with my oldest friend last night. Her baby was born about a month before we began TTC. I was there. She's been with us throughout all this, even though she can't really relate to a lot of things. She told me when I first began doing IVF that she was throwing me a baby shower. Now that I am, by her call, "as close to out-of-the-woods as you can be" (I disagree, but whatever), she reminded me of that. I don't want a baby shower full stop. So we compromised on a lunch. It will probably get out of hand. (Her baby's 1st birthday party required more planning--and probably money--than my entire wedding. I helped her make 219380830198023801832 cupcakes with yellow frosting and ducks on top. My word.) She was full of advice for me on twins, because her husband's best friend (who lives in California) had twins last year. Her advice was mainly "Surrender now. You will never leave your house again." We've been friends for so long that we're practically sisters (and she is an only child, so I think that might be even more true for her). We're pretty different people, but I love her. I love that our husbands get along, too. (She married her first boyfriend. She's only kissed 2 boys in her life. Luckily, he's really awesome, and they did wait till they graduated college, and have been together since, I want to say, age 14?)
Tomorrow morning, my grandparents are having a brunch for my mom's birthday. I don't know who all is attending. I'm nervous, because I'm still fighting with my step-brother (did I post about this?) and just would prefer not to see him, his accidentally-pregnant wife, and their first oopsie baby.
My cat has recently begun to prefer curling into my belly, as opposed to curling into my legs. (I'm a side-sleeper, fetal style.) I like to pretend she can hear the heartbeats. She does have these huge bat ears, after all.
3 comments:
I'm sorry you can't comment. But I'll keep commenting here, okey dokey? :)
I am sooo sorry about the puking. Part of the problem with twins is that they need a LOT of protein, and what you don't eat, they'll get from you. Unfortunately, this causes a phenomena called keytosis (don't know the proper spelling) where they are using your muscle tissue for food, and the byproduct makes you sick. Yes, they will get their food from you, but it won't be in a GOOD way, like burning extra fat. If you can (big IF here) try to get some protein in you, it will help. Ensu.re or the equivalent, propel fitness water, a bite of cheese. If you can get some protein in you it can help stop the puking cycle. I used to have to start the day eating and keep eating or I was DONE.
And you WILL get out of your house, if I have to come watch your twins myself ;)
I kind of want to knock your teacher out for making you put your saltines under your desk. Projectile vomiting in her face would have been appropriate. Just sayin'. Im sorry you are soooo sick! :(
Sorry you are so sick! But I'm happy that things are chugging along. I say once you feel "out of the woods" enough - have a party. A huge one. You deserve it!
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