November 2012
Tuesday November 13th 2012
I’ve had enough. I can’t keep going like this. I’ve been constantly vomiting for the last week and a half. I can’t keep anything down. Not even water. This is it, I need help.
I remember waking up, and as soon as my eyes opened, I vomited into my chuck bucket. I slowly got up out of bed, and walked to the toilet to get rid of it. I sat on the bathroom mat, in the frog position, with my bucket in between my hands, and vomiting again and again. I can’t do this. It needs to stop. I walked back to the bedroom, and shook Steve until he was awake. “Honey, I can’t keep doing this, I need to go to hospital.” Within 10 minutes, we were out the door and driving to Noarlunga Community Hospital. Walking to the Emergency Entrance was like walking through the desert. I was hunched over, clutching my bucket and going to pass out at any moment, I could feel it. We stood in line at the window and said to the nurse that I couldn’t stop vomiting and I’m 6 weeks pregnant. She then asked me how long has it been since I had gone to do a wee, and I replied at least a few days. She then took me round the back, behind the desk and told me to lie down on the bed, and someone will be with me shortly. Within about 15 minutes, a nurse was in front of me, asking me about my symptoms etc. I told her. A few moments later, she came back with a bag of fluids, some IV Maxalon and a gelco, that she was going to put in my arm.
She put the gelco in my arm, and started taking my bloods. Once she got all the blood she needed, she hooked me up to my first, of many, bags of fluid and gave me the Maxalon. I was still vomiting an hour and a half later. The doctor came in and said told me that the “morning sickness” would stop when I’ve reached 12 weeks. He then gave me some stronger anti-nausea medication, Ondansetron. The whole time I was there, I couldn’t keep my eyes off Steve. He was my rock through everything, still is and always will be.
8 hours later, 4 bags of fluids down, 2 lots of IV anti-nausea drugs down, I was allowed to go home. We left Noarlunga and headed for home, but half way down the road, I started vomiting again. I just started crying. I just want it to stop! Once we got home, I went straight to bed and slept for a few hours.
Thursday 15th November 2012
Not again! Ever since I left Noarlunga on Tuesday, I couldn’t stop vomiting. Off to Noarlunga we go, again. 6 hours later, 3 bags of fluids down and more IV anti-nausea drugs, we left and went home. On the way, you guessed it, I started vomiting again.
Friday 16th November 2012
Blood, how? I started vomiting up pure red blood and I knew I had to see my GP, cause this isn’t just morning sickness. I rang the doctors and made an appointment. I ended up calling mum and asking if she could take me, cause Steve was still recovering from the night before, as we didn’t get home till really late. She came and picked me up and took me to see my GP. As I left the car and started walking to the front door of the doctors, I vomited, right in front of the receptionist. Great. They saw how sick I was and took me to the treatment room, out the back. We waited and waited, for my GP. All I did was zoned in and out on the bed. I was so exhausted. She finally came in and saw me. Mum ended up telling her that I just came out of Noarlunga, that I haven’t been able to stop vomiting for the past week or so, and that I was 6 weeks pregnant. She looked at my tongue and saw how dehydrated I was. She then told me to go to Flinders Medical Centre immediately and go straight to Emergency.
I’ve had enough. I can’t keep going like this. I’ve been constantly vomiting for the last week and a half. I can’t keep anything down. Not even water. This is it, I need help.
I remember waking up, and as soon as my eyes opened, I vomited into my chuck bucket. I slowly got up out of bed, and walked to the toilet to get rid of it. I sat on the bathroom mat, in the frog position, with my bucket in between my hands, and vomiting again and again. I can’t do this. It needs to stop. I walked back to the bedroom, and shook Steve until he was awake. “Honey, I can’t keep doing this, I need to go to hospital.” Within 10 minutes, we were out the door and driving to Noarlunga Community Hospital. Walking to the Emergency Entrance was like walking through the desert. I was hunched over, clutching my bucket and going to pass out at any moment, I could feel it. We stood in line at the window and said to the nurse that I couldn’t stop vomiting and I’m 6 weeks pregnant. She then asked me how long has it been since I had gone to do a wee, and I replied at least a few days. She then took me round the back, behind the desk and told me to lie down on the bed, and someone will be with me shortly. Within about 15 minutes, a nurse was in front of me, asking me about my symptoms etc. I told her. A few moments later, she came back with a bag of fluids, some IV Maxalon and a gelco, that she was going to put in my arm.
She put the gelco in my arm, and started taking my bloods. Once she got all the blood she needed, she hooked me up to my first, of many, bags of fluid and gave me the Maxalon. I was still vomiting an hour and a half later. The doctor came in and said told me that the “morning sickness” would stop when I’ve reached 12 weeks. He then gave me some stronger anti-nausea medication, Ondansetron. The whole time I was there, I couldn’t keep my eyes off Steve. He was my rock through everything, still is and always will be.
8 hours later, 4 bags of fluids down, 2 lots of IV anti-nausea drugs down, I was allowed to go home. We left Noarlunga and headed for home, but half way down the road, I started vomiting again. I just started crying. I just want it to stop! Once we got home, I went straight to bed and slept for a few hours.
Thursday 15th November 2012
Not again! Ever since I left Noarlunga on Tuesday, I couldn’t stop vomiting. Off to Noarlunga we go, again. 6 hours later, 3 bags of fluids down and more IV anti-nausea drugs, we left and went home. On the way, you guessed it, I started vomiting again.
Friday 16th November 2012
Blood, how? I started vomiting up pure red blood and I knew I had to see my GP, cause this isn’t just morning sickness. I rang the doctors and made an appointment. I ended up calling mum and asking if she could take me, cause Steve was still recovering from the night before, as we didn’t get home till really late. She came and picked me up and took me to see my GP. As I left the car and started walking to the front door of the doctors, I vomited, right in front of the receptionist. Great. They saw how sick I was and took me to the treatment room, out the back. We waited and waited, for my GP. All I did was zoned in and out on the bed. I was so exhausted. She finally came in and saw me. Mum ended up telling her that I just came out of Noarlunga, that I haven’t been able to stop vomiting for the past week or so, and that I was 6 weeks pregnant. She looked at my tongue and saw how dehydrated I was. She then told me to go to Flinders Medical Centre immediately and go straight to Emergency.
Passed out on the doctors bed, while we waited for her to see me.
We got home after the appointment and Steve stood at the door, with a concerned look on his face. “What’s going on?” he said. Mum filled him in as I went back to bed, which Steve had made. I started vomiting again, and mum came rushing in looking for a bag, to pack a few things in that I might need while at the hospital. Steve ended up bringing in all the things I’d need, and mum put them in the bag. After 20 minutes, I was in the car with mum, headed for Flinders, with Steve frantically calling everyone, to let them know what was going on. We arrived at Flinders and they took me straight to a bed, where they put another gelco in. A bag of fluids was then drained into me, with more Ondansetron injected into the IV line. I was so out of it, I felt like I’d pass out. I was so exhausted and so over being so sick. Steve came rushing in, trying to find me. He then told mum to go home and get some rest cause it was getting late, which she did. Steve sat there at the end of the bed, just watching me, holding my leg and rubbing my back every time I vomited.
Late Friday night, while still in Emergency, the doctor came in and spoke to us. He said that I am suffering from a severe case of Hyperemesis Gravidarum (HG). He also said that I was going to be admitted to 4SMG(maternity and gynaecology ward) and that I’d be staying a while. Steve ended up staying with me, until I got moved to the ward (cause they have a “no visitors after 8pm”, and it was almost 1am). He helped me get comfortable in the bed, tucked me in and he gave me a kiss goodnight and said he will be back tomorrow. I ended up drifting to sleep within a few minutes of him leaving.
On Sunday the 18th of November 2012, I was discharged from Flinders and went home, for the first time in what felt like ages. I was better. I wasn’t vomiting anymore, and I managed to keep some food down while I was admitted.
Sunday 25th November 2012
Late Sunday night, I asked Steve to take me back to Noarlunga, cause I couldn’t stop vomiting, even with all my medication and tablets in me, that I left with when I got discharged from Flinders. More bags of fluids and more IV anti-nausea medication were injected into the IV line. I ended up staying the night at Noarlunga Emergency, and I was discharged the following day (Monday 26th November 2012).
Friday 30th November 2012
Uncontrollable vomiting again, so back I went to Noarlunga. This time, I got mum to take me. 8 hours later, and Steve by my side, after he finished work, 4 bags of fluids down and more IV anti-nausea medication injected, we went home.
We thought that was the end of it all, but it was only the beginning…
Late Friday night, while still in Emergency, the doctor came in and spoke to us. He said that I am suffering from a severe case of Hyperemesis Gravidarum (HG). He also said that I was going to be admitted to 4SMG(maternity and gynaecology ward) and that I’d be staying a while. Steve ended up staying with me, until I got moved to the ward (cause they have a “no visitors after 8pm”, and it was almost 1am). He helped me get comfortable in the bed, tucked me in and he gave me a kiss goodnight and said he will be back tomorrow. I ended up drifting to sleep within a few minutes of him leaving.
On Sunday the 18th of November 2012, I was discharged from Flinders and went home, for the first time in what felt like ages. I was better. I wasn’t vomiting anymore, and I managed to keep some food down while I was admitted.
Sunday 25th November 2012
Late Sunday night, I asked Steve to take me back to Noarlunga, cause I couldn’t stop vomiting, even with all my medication and tablets in me, that I left with when I got discharged from Flinders. More bags of fluids and more IV anti-nausea medication were injected into the IV line. I ended up staying the night at Noarlunga Emergency, and I was discharged the following day (Monday 26th November 2012).
Friday 30th November 2012
Uncontrollable vomiting again, so back I went to Noarlunga. This time, I got mum to take me. 8 hours later, and Steve by my side, after he finished work, 4 bags of fluids down and more IV anti-nausea medication injected, we went home.
We thought that was the end of it all, but it was only the beginning…
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