So - Wednesday was my worst day of pregnancy so far. It was gross. Now, I know I have been very lucky in my pregnancy - other than a few complaints of heartburn, and I don't mean to sound whiny, but I am trying to keep track of all this so be patient with me!
So on Wednesday, I had an ultrasound at 10. I woke up at nine and started drinking water for the required full bladder. I drank a full glass, then hopped in the shower, and then drank two more glasses before we left.
Donna, Grant, and I went in for the ultrasound. This is a very specialized test, where the measure the thickness of the neck of the baby to rule out the possibility of Down's. (More about the fun parts of the ultrasound later when the pics and video are ready...)
In any case, they had to get a specific measurement, and baby was just not getting in the right position. To make matters worse, I was supposed to have completed drinking all of that water an hour prior to the appointment - oops - so my bladder was not full.
After a while, the technician decided that I would need to come back later in the day.
In between that time, I had some oatmeal, and went to visit Grant' s Grandma. I still had this lingering, annoying headache (I happen to have one now - fantastic - ) Then I got home. I went to lay down for a bit to try to get rid of my headache.
But I had this funny feeling. Next thing I know, I am in the bathroom throwing up. I know - I KNOW - this should not be a news flash for a pregnant woman - but considering that I was 13 weeks and hadn't thrown up yet, and really haven't thrown up since I was a little kid, it was gross and nasty and not at all pleasant. (I think, in retrospect, it was drinking such a large amount of water in a short period of time on an empty stomach....)
Thirty minutes later, I am slowly trying to drink my way towards 32 ounces. I have a thermos that lists the ounces on the side and I slowly make my way through the first four. Then, I feel it again.... "Grant, pull over, I think I am going to throw up..." So I get out of the car and proceed to barf on the grass in front of Albertson's. Charming.
So now, I am in panic mode. I mean I just threw up water. How am I going to get a full bladder for the ultrasound? Do I need to eat? Should I avvoid eating? What is going on?
We go to Carl's and I slowly sip on a sprite. We go to Walmart and I munch on saltines while continuing to sip on sprite. I make it to three o'clock without puking again, and with a very full bladder - a very painful bladder.
Lucky for me, my bladder was a bit to full, so in the high light of my day, I was allowed to go pee for 12 seconds. Man did that make me feel better. We finally got the measurement and I headed home, to lay down some more to try to get rid of the headache.
Ah - the joys of pregnancy! But as the card says, "There is no more joyful reason then to feel like such crap..." or something like that!
So on Wednesday, I had an ultrasound at 10. I woke up at nine and started drinking water for the required full bladder. I drank a full glass, then hopped in the shower, and then drank two more glasses before we left.
Donna, Grant, and I went in for the ultrasound. This is a very specialized test, where the measure the thickness of the neck of the baby to rule out the possibility of Down's. (More about the fun parts of the ultrasound later when the pics and video are ready...)
In any case, they had to get a specific measurement, and baby was just not getting in the right position. To make matters worse, I was supposed to have completed drinking all of that water an hour prior to the appointment - oops - so my bladder was not full.
After a while, the technician decided that I would need to come back later in the day.
In between that time, I had some oatmeal, and went to visit Grant' s Grandma. I still had this lingering, annoying headache (I happen to have one now - fantastic - ) Then I got home. I went to lay down for a bit to try to get rid of my headache.
But I had this funny feeling. Next thing I know, I am in the bathroom throwing up. I know - I KNOW - this should not be a news flash for a pregnant woman - but considering that I was 13 weeks and hadn't thrown up yet, and really haven't thrown up since I was a little kid, it was gross and nasty and not at all pleasant. (I think, in retrospect, it was drinking such a large amount of water in a short period of time on an empty stomach....)
Thirty minutes later, I am slowly trying to drink my way towards 32 ounces. I have a thermos that lists the ounces on the side and I slowly make my way through the first four. Then, I feel it again.... "Grant, pull over, I think I am going to throw up..." So I get out of the car and proceed to barf on the grass in front of Albertson's. Charming.
So now, I am in panic mode. I mean I just threw up water. How am I going to get a full bladder for the ultrasound? Do I need to eat? Should I avvoid eating? What is going on?
We go to Carl's and I slowly sip on a sprite. We go to Walmart and I munch on saltines while continuing to sip on sprite. I make it to three o'clock without puking again, and with a very full bladder - a very painful bladder.
Lucky for me, my bladder was a bit to full, so in the high light of my day, I was allowed to go pee for 12 seconds. Man did that make me feel better. We finally got the measurement and I headed home, to lay down some more to try to get rid of the headache.
Ah - the joys of pregnancy! But as the card says, "There is no more joyful reason then to feel like such crap..." or something like that!
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