Sick Sunday Saga

So my weekend didn’t go exactly as planned…

Friday night and Saturday were good. I made potato soup, A.J. and I watched The Christmas Shoes (pretty cheesy, but Kimberly Williams is a good actress), ran some errands, looked at travel systems, and hung up some wall decor.

Unfortunately, I woke up sick (as in throwing up) at 3 a.m. Sunday morning, and continued getting sick the rest of the morning and early afternoon. A.J. made a 6:30 a.m. run to the pharmacy to pick up a nausea medication refill I had left. But even my trusty Zofran failed me – I stopped getting sick and was able to sleep for a few hours, but once I woke up again around 11, I was getting sick every half hour again.

I could tell I was getting dehydrated, of course – I’d only held down a few swallows of Gatorade that morning, and my medicine wasn’t helping. So we decided to call the doctor and see if there was anything we could do before going to the hospital. She said we should go to labor and delivery this time instead of the ER, since I was past 20 weeks (I am 33 weeks today).

The funny thing about this was that we were supposed to go on a tour of labor and delivery on Saturday morning, but we decided to stay home and sleep in instead – so I got a tour that was a little more than I bargained for.

By this time it was about 3:00 in the afternoon and I was getting sick about every 15 minutes, which is definitely one of the most miserable feelings ever. I was so thirsty, I was just imagining drinking out of a waterfall, chugging a whole bottle of Gatorade, sipping ice water… nothing sounded better to me, although of course my body wouldn’t allow me to keep any fluid in!

Thank the Lord for modern medicine. After what seemed like forever, I was finally hooked up to an IV of fluids and some nausea medication. The first round didn’t help much and I was still getting sick, so they tried a different kind and that actually worked. It pretty much knocked me out and had me sleeping. Between that and the rehydration, I felt a lot better and was able to drink some water and Gatorade.

Meanwhile, they were monitoring the baby’s heartbeat, so we got to hear it pretty much the whole time. They also said I was having some minor contractions, probably brought about by the dehydration, so to pay attention once I got home and call if they started getting regular or painful. I haven’t really felt any today, though.

Other than having a fever this morning (I think because I have a cold), I’ve been feeling much better today. What a relief! I’m so thankful to be feeling better.

So that was my Sunday for you… I was sad to miss church and the maternity photo shoot we were going to do, but I am just grateful that I have access to good medical care that can help me recover, and a wonderful husband who takes care of me, and the Lord’s grace in causing me to get better!