Queasy

Not too impressed with the Zo.fran so far.

Yeah I'm a High Maintenance Patient

I started spotting light pink this morning at work. I calmly walked back to my office, shut the door and called my doctor's office. The nurses never actually answer the phone, so I had to leave a message. I got impatient and called again 30 minutes later and someone actually answered the phone. Of course as soon I started explaining the situation I started crying. There was just no stopping it. The nurse took down all my info. Color? Light pink. Heavy or light? Light. Cramping? A little. She agreed to go talk to the doctor and call me right back. They sent me for an ultrasound this afternoon and everything looks just fine. Phew...

Baby A's heart rate is up to 176 and Baby B was at 182/176 (they measure twice), both are right on target. I've posted some pictures below, but the quality isn't that good. They did do the ultrasound vaginally for most of it, but ended up doing external as well because they couldn't find my right ovary (which has apparently already been pushed out of the way). These pictures are from the external ultrasound, so they aren't great. For each one, you can see a head, little arm buds and leg buds. Baby A has his/her legs tucked up a bit and Baby B is a bit more stretched out. I didn't catch the measurements, but they said everything looks good. There was no indication of a cause for the bleeding, so the assumption is that it is from the placenta(s) attaching to the uterine wall (another type of implantation bleeding). Back to pelvic rest for me.

It was a bit of a scary day and I'm just relieved everything looks okay. Oh, and the nurse called in a prescription for zof.ran for me today. Can't wait to see how that helps. They also told me that my white blood cell count was slightly elevated last Wednesday and wanted to know if I had an infection. I got the message and that's when the spotting began so I completely forgot to ask about it when I talked to the nurse. I'm wondering now if the head cold feeling I've been having is actually the start of a sinus infection and not allergies like I thought. I'll have to call back tomorrow and ask. I've had enough drama for today.

Unpredictable

Yesterday was a pretty good day. I slept in until 9:30am, laid around the house and even felt well enough to go to the store for a bit. I was feeling so good that I ate a full bowl of spaghetti for dinner. Two hours later, I went upstairs, took my prenatal and baby aspirin, and laid down in bed. Fifteen minutes later I was running to the bathroom. What gives? I felt good (relatively) all day, had a decent dinner and then couldn't keep it down.

The one thing last night's episode had in common with Thursday night's was that it happened shortly after I laid down to go to sleep. So now I'm afraid to lay down. When I lay down, I can almost feel the contents of my stomach floating up and trying to escape. I tried to prop myself up with pillows afterwards, but I couldn't sleep that way. So I tossed and turned all night.

On this week's agenda:

1. Try using pep.sid
2. Try using cl.aritin
3. Call my ob and ask for an anti-nausea prescription

Yep, I'm done being hesitant about taking drugs. Bring em on.

Calling All Colorado Lurkers

Two posts in one day? Well, I forgot to mention the next meet-up for the ColoBloggers! We will be heading to the Bel.mar theaters to see Se.x and the C.ity tomorrow for the 1:10pm viewing. We will meet up around 12:30pm in front of the theaters.

I am going to do my best to be there. I really don't want to miss it, so I'm going to try to suck it up and get down there to hang with my girls (although I reserve the right to cancel last minute if need be). Hopefully the movie will distract me from how I feel for a couple of hours.

Any of you lurkers out there are welcome to join us if you're in the area. You'll recognize me by my green face, water bottle, and purse full of food.

One Week and a Pity Party

It's been one week since my last post. A record for me. It's been a really, really long week. I can't even do justice to how I'm feeling with words lately. Like I have the permanent flu coupled with a head cold and a stomach bug? I struggle through each day at work just hoping to make it to 5, drive home hoping to make it home safely, force myself to eat something, drag myself up to bed.

I had an appointment with a nurse practitioner at my OB's office on Wednesday afternoon. It was a very long appointment filled mostly with talking, a urine sample, 3 vials of blood, and a very uncomfortable pelvic exam (is it possible that her entire arm was up there all the way to her elbow? that's what it felt like anyway). The nurse assured me that I can relax a bit and stop being so strict with certain things-I can eat chocolate if I want, paint my nails, take medication for my allergies. She also encouraged me to ask for a prescription for the nausea if I need to, but to try taking vitamin B6 three times a day. That night I went home, started taking B6, and took a whole ben.adryl before bed.

On Thursday, I had a really hard time getting up. Ben.adryl knocks me out pretty good and I probably should have just taken a half. I continued to take the B6 all day Thursday and felt progressively worse as the day went on. By the time I got home Thursday night, I was a mess. I experienced my first vomiting episode that night and barely slept with an uneasy stomach all night. So yesterday (Friday), I stopped taking the B6. I have no idea if it is the culprit, but yesterday went much better than Thursday, so now I'm afraid to try the B6 again.

I'm not sure exactly why, but I'm hesitant to ask for anti-nausea medication and I don't really want to take allergy medication or anything else. I know that the first trimester is the most critical time when the buns are developing all of their organs and systems and I'm just afraid to screw anything up. I figure I've been through so much, what's another month of misery? I'm not sure B would agree. He's been doing everything the last couple of weeks. I mean everything-because I am worthless. He has even been packing me a food bag every night to take to work the next day to make sure I have snacks to keep me full all day at work. Grocery shopping, dishes, laundry, oil changes, taking care of the dogs, etc. The list goes on and on. If he weren't here right now, I would starve with no clean clothes and a broken down car.

It is a little difficult for me to come to terms with the fact that everyone around me is so excited and I am just blah. I can't get excited right now. I feel awful. All the time. I can't make plans or even think about these babies coming home. I can't read my multiples book or any of my pregnancy books. I've been trying really hard to keep up with my blog reading, but I can't comment. I just feel like I'm in a really weird place right now. This is what we've been working towards for so long now. We've put every other aspect of our lives on hold for this and we've finally WON. And I'm miserable. I can't celebrate and that just isn't right. It isn't fair.

I keep thinking that after the first trimester, things will be different. I'll feel good. I'll be able to eat again. I'll be able to exercise a little and travel and do normal things like going out to dinner with friends. I'll feel like myself again. I'll feel like my normal planning-obsessed self and it will become more real that we'll have 2 babies coming home soon. I so, so hope this is true...