Grandma's Words of Wisdom

My grandma once told me; "Rachel, you can't get through life without peeing in a cup", and though this is not my first time doing so, I can't help but laugh about her fortune cookie worthy prophecy while I'm making my way down the hallway of the Emergency Room, towards the bathroom.

Monday Night, September 19th. Danny is at work, I'm laying on the floor outside of the bathroom, trying not to barf. It's been days since I've been able to eat or drink much of anything. Yesterday I was able to keep down a cup of split pea soup; today, no such luck. When Danny calls he can tell how miserable I feel.

"Go to the ER" he tells me, "They can at least give you fluids so you're not dehydrated. Plus, I can come down and visit you".

I arrive at the ER at 11:00pm, and Danny comes down to meet me shortly thereafter. They hook me up to an IV, take some blood, and ask me to pee in a cup so they can run some tests, but I can't yet. They also give me some Zofran, which works wonders on my nausea. After my first bag of fluid I am finally able to pee. When Danny heads back up to work and they hook up my second IV bag I am finally able to drift into a light sleep despite the fact that I am starving.

They let me out into Danny's care around 5am, and we walk over to the Pharmacy to pick up my Zofran prescription. While we wait I spot a vending machine, out of which Danny gets me a Nantucket Nectar and a rice crispy treat, and I might go as far as to say it was the best breakfast I've ever had.

Since then I have been able to eat and drink every day, and with the help of the Zofran I am feeling much better, I still have some nausea, but no vomiting. I also got my Hcg blood test levels back, which came it at a reassuring 150,885 (Yay!).

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FYI: We have decided to call the little one Politoed (Danny's favorite option). Tomorrow I will be able to schedule my first OB appointment for sometime after October 9th (week 10), soon enough we will see the little Politoed for the first time...