I had to go to the doctor earlier this week due to a UTI (it’s fun being a woman, right?), and I was prescribed the antibiotic Macrobid to treat it.
Newsflash — I am apparently allergic to this drug, and within 5 minutes of taking one pill, I was completely overwhelmed with nausea.
As the nausea washed over me, I experienced an immediate visceral memory of being pregnant.
I was sick for about 24 hours and I thought a lot about what I went through last year at this time.
One year ago this week, I was 6-weeks-pregnant with Kara, and already starting my long battle with hyperemesis gravidarum.
I suffered with severe morning sickness until week 17 when I was pregnant with Evan, and during Kara’s pregnancy, I soldiered on through day-and-night nausea and vomiting into my 30th week.
Do you know what it’s like to be totally consumed with nausea during every waking and half-sleeping moment?
You can’t eat, you can’t rest, and you can’t play an active role in your own life. You become a hostage to your illness, and it is nearly impossible even to appreciate what should be one of the most beautiful experiences a woman is blessed to have — pregnancy.
I am now the mother of a 4-month-old and a 2.5-year-old. Life is busy and I rarely sleep, but I don’t feel like puking 24/7 and by golly (yeah, I actually talk like this), that is pretty darn WONDERFUL.
I am just so grateful to feel OK.
How do you feel right now?