How to Be Sick

You can tell from my blogs on my hyperemesis gravidarum that I had a rough pregnancy. When you’re wondering if your body is even capable of bringing a baby to term, because you’re basically allergic to being pregnant, and you could lose your own life and the life of your not-yet-viable baby…it’s a lot of…

Finding Peace in Additional Pregnancy Complications

My battle with hyperemesis gravidarum isn’t over yet. It won’t be, until I give birth, and even then I know I will struggle with post-traumatic stress disorder brought on by this debilitating illness. This week we’ve had a new pregnancy complication to deal with, on top of everything else. I just barely failed the one-hour…

A Day in the Life of HG Recovery

I just hit the 20 week mark of this pregnancy. Officially half over. The first 20 weeks were the longest and hardest of my life, due to hyperemesis gravidarum. When I think about the things that helped me through the darkest times, I think about endless internet searches for forum posts and blog entries. Desperately…

An HG Dark Night of the Soul

This is going to be a tough post to write, which is why I’ve been putting it off for so long. I came up with the idea for it during week 16 of the pregnancy, and we’re now at week 21. Week 16 was still rough. The steroids were keeping me from vomiting, but nausea,…

Hospital Visit #4

My husband was home for the weekend, having driven up from LA straight after work. Four hours on the road, and then he gets to take care of me, changing the sheets, seeing if I want my one bath per week, trying not to sit on the bed because it jostles me and makes the…

My Early Weeks with Hyperemesis Gravidarum

This is the second in a series of posts I wrote (by hand, to be posted online at a later date) during my time with hyperemesis gravidarum. The nausea started in week six. I had a great review at work, making me even more proud of my time and contributions there. I told my coworkers…

I Can Only Drink Apple Juice

I wrote this at nine weeks pregnant, but was far too sick to be on the computer, posting things to the blog. I'm currently at 26 weeks, and nostalgic for the sense of purpose I still had at nine weeks. Debilitating illness breaks down your spirit. It forever changes you. This is the first post…