Thursday, August 30, 2012

My Day Thus Far

Today I am in my 26th week of pregnancy. So, you'd think I'd be past the whole morning sickness thing but nope. My morning started with my hitting the snooze button without even waking up enough to remember it. I've been waking up multiple times each night so I'm not sleeping very well and don't feel super refreshed or awake in the mornings. By the time the alarm sounded a second time it did wake me up but I was still slow to get out of bed. Normally I take my thyroid medicine and baby aspirin first thing but this morning I forgot, probably because QT wanted a huggie or the baby was crying or something distracted me. Or, perhaps it was simply because these days I can't remember anything unless I have a little yellow sticky to remind me. Anyway, by the time I'm done showering I remember to take the medicine and then proceed to do my hair and get dressed. Things seem to be moving along well until I start feeling quite sick and a large coughing fit ensues. The coughing triggers my bladder to just loose all control of itself and I begin wetting my pants. Yep, forgot to put a liner in the undies so now I'm changing those and re-fixing my clothes, which is no small task to make sure the jean skirt isn't pulled up to high or falling down too low or that the spandex tank top isn't showing or that my shirt doesn't look baggy and goofy below my protruding belly. I finally get it all set, get my shoes on, apply band aids to the places on my feet where the shoes rub the wrong way as the day wears on and my feet begin to swell and I'm ready!

Or not. Because guess who forgot to do their twice daily shot of Lovenox. Yep, me. So, I have to pull the two shirts up and the skirt down and administer a shot which then causes me to begin bleeding and I don't have any tissue close by so I'm trying to waddle my way into the bathroom while still holding all my clothes out of the way of the blood and get things cleaned up. I spend the next three minutes re-fixing all the layers of clothing and finally, finally I head downstairs.

Fast forward a few hours. I've eaten breakfast, two small cheese croissant danish thingies and half a cup of coffee when all of a sudden I know I'm going to throw up. And, it's not like my normal I know I'm going to throw up sometime in the next ten minutes or so type warning, it's an all out, the food is already in my throat I'm going to throw-up moment. I quickly look to the bathroom and see someone is already in there - GET OUT! GET OUT NOW! I'm thinking as I'm also frantically trying to figure out how I will ever manage to throw-up at my desk and not also pee in my pants at the same time. Thankfully the bathroom clears and I rush in there but not quite in time as I vomit onto the floor and then finally make it to the sink. In between heaving I open the cabinet for my barf bowl and realize someone has taken it. Why oh why would someone do that? I know they have no idea why it was in the cabinet but obviously someone put it there for a reason. Did I really need to label it "Kelly's barf bowl?" So, I'm left with only the option of throwing up into the trash can while sitting on the toilet and peeing. For those wondering why I can't just throw up into the toilet, well, let's just say that with each pregnancy my bladder control is less and less and so I can't vomit without also peeing like crazy at the same time. Too much information I'm sure, but it's the cold, hard truth. Now, even with the garbage removed and the bathroom floor mopped, it still smells horribly of vomit and I'm sure that I am the talk of the office but honestly, at this point, I'm just too exhausted to care.

Right now it's afternoon and I feel hung-over. I'm tired and have a massive headache but I'm too scared to try and swallow any medicine for fear it will bring on another vomiting attack. Hope everyone else is having a little better day than I am thus far.

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