*Technically, this is a 19 weeks photograph.

Pregnancy Highlights:

How Far Along: 20 weeks
Movement: Baby Aidan is now using his karate-chopping/kicking abilities!  Yay!
New thing I learned this week: Applying to college is hard work.  As far as baby?  I learned that there are different TYPES of circumcision (and then there’s the whole option NOT to)… *sigh*  We didn’t have this decision with girls!
What I miss: Sleep!
Cravings: Food.
Symptoms: I am very excited to announce that I THINK (fingers crossed) I’m done with being sick.  I think.  I get little waves of nausea here and there but they are generally short-lived as long as I drink lots, eat well, and get enough sleep (things that didn’t help before).  I’ve not had to taken Zofran in at LEAST 4 days!  Not one!  Hooray!
Best Moment this week: I can’t pick just one “best moment” this week…there have been quite a few good ones…  I do love being able to lay down in the quiet and just feel Aidan kicking.
What I couldn’t live without:  God! And, my family!  Also…bathrooms are really good for my bladder!

I go back to the doctor next week to see if he’s “still a boy.”  I get kind of nervous with the first ultrasound (regardless of when it’s done), I like to check and recheck things before I plan too much.  Guess I’m weird like that!

As far as energy goes, I have energy and yet…I don’t!  LOL.  Right now, I’m running full speed because I have to, but I can feel my body draining and I am in need of some serious R&R.

Also, my back misses back rubs. 

Welcome back!

Okay, FINALLY!  My first official belly shot for this pregnancy.

Don’t let the semi-clean background fool you.  I’ve learned how to move the mirror and camera angles.  It’s kind of like cleaning, except not.  Go me!

They say (“they,” as in everyone who seems to know not alot about everything) that EVERY pregnancy is different.  And…I agree.  Sort of.  Except, mine follow a very eerily similar path.  As in, because I took such great detailed notes for my first two pregnancies, I can almost predict what’s about to come symptom-wise and WHEN…down to a week or two.

However, with that said, this “sickness” thing has been a tad different this time.  During the first I’M GOING TO DIE phase, it was mostly the same.  Like, I was going to die.  Apparently when you get to the bottom of the pit, there’s just not a lot of room for variability, so ya know.  But, at this point with the girls, I was off of Zofran for the most part and hadn’t puked in weeks.  Not so with this baby.  Lately, it seems like I have a decent day followed by a “Zofran” day which includes puking so hard it feels like I’ve been punched in the gut and my throat is raw.  Unlike the beginning of my pregnancies, these are for the MOST part, “throw up and go” kind of circumstances…I’m tired and feel kind of crappy but not completely leveled where I can’t even sit up.  Progress, yay.

Also different, with the last two, I had the “crazy itchy rash” from about 15/16 weeks on.  It may still be coming (knock on wood), but it’s not here now.  I’m just minimally dry-skin sort of itchy.

Yesterday, I felt the baby kick/head-butt for the first time.  Guess we passed the flutters and went straight to the real stuff…probably because I was holding the soon to be “middle child” and her butt was pressing on my belly.  Her butt got kicked.

(Weight gain:  1lb since last visit one month ago.  Around 108 lbs now.)

Then, there’s this…

Not a leg.

(That’s what it says on the ultrasound.)

And, little mister is weighing in at 7 ounces and all systems are a go.

We are incredibly happy and excited and all that jazz.

Pregnancy Highlights:

How Far Along: 15 weeks
Size of baby:   Approximately the size of an apple (4 inches)
Total Weight Gain/Loss: Since my last post, 1 pound.  So, that’s like one pound total.  Ha.
Maternity Clothes: I have a couple of pairs of maternity capris and some maternity shorts that I live in, pretty much.  I was able to splurge a little on them a bit back, and they are a better quality than some of the other things I have, with this great band that goes over the belly but is super stretchy and light.
Movement: Not yet!
New thing I learned this week: My 2 year old is going to be awesome with the baby.  We found her “stalking” a baby this weekend.  We actually didn’t ever lose her, but couldn’t figure out exactly what she was doing.  We’re also experiencing her version of THE TERRIBLE TWOS.  EEEK.
What I miss: My guy.
Cravings: I don’t think I have any right at this moment.  It’s also early in the morning, though   I can tell you my aversion, though…  MEAT.  I can still eat some and in some things.  Deer meat?  Not at all.  Sausage?  Nope.  Beef and Chicken?  Here and there, but I mostly would prefer to pick it out.  This happened in the last two pregnancies too.  I tend to crave “healthier” foods too while I’m pregnant.  OH WAIT.  I HAVE HAD A CRAVING, I FORGOT!  Jessica’s special scones.
Symptoms: GUESS WHAT?!  I’VE FINALLY REACHED “NORMAL MORNING SICKNESS LEVELS” ON MY CRAPTASTIC SCALE!  WOOOOHOOO!  …And, I’ve never been more excited in my life.  Okay, well…maybe when my husband told me he was taking me to Sandals Resort.  And finding out I was pregnant each time.  But, besides all of those types of things…  These days, I’m still taking zofran (and occasionally the unisom with it)…4 mg and usually only one or two a day (it was 4!)!  Still nauseous but it comes in waves, especially at meal times and when I am tired.  But, it’s all normal stuff:  feeling a little faint because I’ve been standing too long, occasional vomiting (once a week or less), feeling tired or exhausted quickly, etc.  I’m easing back into driving, depending on how I feel and how I’ve done that day (if I had weak spells, I skip it).  Still no hiking or vigorous anything.
Best Moment this week: Being able to clean my house a little yesterday.  I moved boxes, dusted things that hadn’t been dusted in over 8 weeks, and just cleaned!  Let’s be clear… I HATE cleaning.  But, it looks like we just moved in again with all of the boxes and stuff EVERYWHERE!  Not to mention the toys…  OY.  The exciting part wasn’t the cleaning itself, but being able to walk in last night, exhausted, and not have to worry about tripping in the living room or my bedroom.  And, knowing I was well enough to do it.  So much to go though   Not cleaning for a few months really catches up with a household of 4!
What I couldn’t live without: Right now, my Blackberry that I wish was an iphone.  Those of you who know me know why.

Pregnancy Highlights:

How Far Along: 13 weeks 5 days
Size of baby:   Approximately the size of a lemon (3 1/2 inches)
Total Weight Gain/Loss: Not sure.  I lost 10 lbs pretty fast but have been able to eat considerably more, so I believe I am either holding steady or gaining.  Funny enough, I do own a scale, but the reason I still own it is because it tells me what I want to hear (which may make it not so reliable…will auction it off to highest bidder.)
Maternity Clothes: I am now wearing normal looking maternity clothes!  Woohoo!  I can take the slight pressure of clothing on my belly now without getting sick.

Movement: I’ve seen the baby kick and wave and do all sorts of cute things on the u/s screen, but still can’t feel anything yet.  As far as MY movement, I’ll cover that in a few minutes (below).
New thing I learned this week: I discovered Army Wives.  And like it.  Sorry if you were wanting some new tidbit about babies, I haven’t been reading too many books (might have something to do with reading most of them in pregnancy 1 and 2?)
Sleep: Depends.  Is my husband home?  If he’s not, I have nightmares but sleep through the night.  If he is, then he keeps me awake with his tossing and turning and snoring.  And then, there’s the bathroom breaks…  (but hey, at least it means I’m more hydrated right?)
What I miss: Doing stuff with my friends.  Being able to go run errands without feeling like I was hit by a train afterward.
Cravings: Pineapple.  And, pineapple pizzert (from pizza inn).  Oh, and a veggie sandwich from a restaurant a couple of towns over.   Wolfgang puck type foods sound good too…you know…good but “fresh” and not too heavy? ..but, filling.
CRAPtastic Rating: For the past week, I’ve been between a 4 and 6.  Here’s more about the scale.
What that means for me: In plain speak, I have had better days and not better days.  On better days, I can walk and stand for short periods of time.  I can walk from the front to the back of walmart (not side to side) without feeling too bad.  I can put normal maternity clothes on.  I can ride in the car for a bit.  I can shower myself, mostly without incident.  I can sit on my porch without feeling too dizzy.  Some days, I can even do a small craft with the girls.  Other days, I am too dizzy or nauseous to move much, so those are movie days.  I’m able to eat and my medicine keeps most of it down (save for when it doesn’t and the dry-heaving).  So, it’s a HUGE improvement.  (If you saw me before, you’d know just HOW huge.)  I’ve not been cleared to drive yet, and while I might try to go to the store down the road on a day I don’t feel dizzy, I am not comfortable pushing it further than that.  So, going to church, even though I think I would do okay in the actual service (and WANT to go), I’m not there yet – there’s the driving and the whole keeping up with 2 kids by myself that would probably have me too sick to leave.  But, that’s okay.  I’m considering going to my parent’s church for a while just to be able to go now that I can sit upright.  Also, no cooking.  I just…can’t.
What I couldn’t live without: Zofran and Unisom combos.

I’ve started to dread the well-meaning polite question, “How are you doing/feeling?”

Unfortunately, even I have moments where witty responses and funny-sarcasm completely escape me.  I’m not sure how someone can look at me and honestly ask that question:  It seems like the lifeless zombie look with super huge shirts, split hair, and chapped lips would give it away.  And, if that didn’t, maybe the blue vomit bag, jittery hands, or swaying body (because I’m about to pass out) would.

I’ve struggled with finding a one-liner that would really envelope the situation.  You know, when you’re hooked up to IV lines, just had a catheter shoved, and your arms are black and blue…   “How are you feeling today?” “Oh!  I feel great!  I just LOVE this!”  A few ironic moments called for a simple stare, but mostly I’ve just replied with “awesome.”  Or, “better.”

However, with “better,” it seems like I need a 5 page disclaimer.  Because when I say better, it means I was able to take my own shower today or eat more than a handful of food.  It doesn’t mean I can go out and play.  I’ve been in survival mode for 6 weeks and at this point, I’m hanging on to every tiny improvement…even if it only lasts for that day.  So, better to me…probably doesn’t mean what better to most people would.

And then, of course, I feel bad for not having a “better” answer.  I want to tell people that after this much time, I’m greatly improving.  I want to have something positive!!  Unfortunately, not everyone grasps the positives of being able to poop…so I’ve had to let that one go.

Finally, I’ve settled on an answer.

How do I feel?

CRAPtastic.

And, I have a sliding scale.  1 to 10.  Let me walk you through it.

10 is… need to be hospitalized and feel so miserable, my mind just kind of shuts down…or I cry nonstop.

1 is… “normal morning sickness” symptoms

The downside to my CRAPtastic sliding scale is that it can change in the matter of seconds…

I won’t walk you through every number, but for those of you really wanting an update, I’ll tell you where I am now with this stuff.

I was ranging between an 8 and 10 at all times.  Mostly 9 and 10.

Over the past couple of weeks, I slowly moved down to more of a 7-8.5 range.

For the most part, I can give myself showers now.  I am extremely weak afterward, so do not attempt them when home alone/with kids, but it’s an improvement.  I gained one pound (after losing over 5 percent of my body weight).  I can drink more than 4 oz of fluid.  My aversions to food have decreased slightly…I was having aversions to food in general, but have been able to find at least SOMETHING to eat for the past couple of weeks.  Occasionally I eat everything off of my plate (like pre-pregnancy).  Mostly, I still eat very small amounts.  I can sit up without automatically passing out.  I can watch TV and read a little without it making vomit uncontrollably.  I can drink out of a glass again…before I could smell everything from fingerprints to saliva on the rim and had to drink room temperature bottled water (if it was too cold, it would make me more sick).  I no longer sleep with a fan aimed at my face (I needed the constant air circulation to decrease the smells that were attacking me, smells that my super-human nose could only pick up).  I can walk to the mailbox (some days).  One day, I was able to put on makeup…something I haven’t done since I’d gotten sick.  It made me weak, but it was progress!  I still can’t go out much and you won’t find me strolling through the park.  Each day has its own set of obstacles, and they change.

Someone said something so encouraging to me, “You will never have to do this day again.”

It seems simple, but it’s huge when it feels like life has paused itself in one dark, miserable place.  After an extensive time of physically feeling your worst, it takes a huge effect on your mind, and it can take you to a very dark place.

I am very slowly coming out of simple survival mode.  I’m not completely there, yet.  But, one day, I will wake up and realize I had an entire week of 7′s.  And then, one day I’ll wake up and I’ll be at 5, and then 3, and then 1.  I don’t know when.  It may be tomorrow, and it may not be until I hold my baby in my arms.

But, that’s where I’m at.

Craptastic.

I’ve lost more weight.

I am really struggling with whether I should be putting a smiley-face or frowny-face after that.  The girl in me wants a smiley face and the person that hasn’t been able to keep much down and has the taste of bile singed into her memory is kinda going for the frowny.  Ah, whatever.

As of today, I’ve lost a little over 5% of my original body weight.

The good news is (because I’m determined to make this post optimistic, dagnabbit!) … it wasn’t 10%  –Which it could easily have been had my Doctor not been proactive with a treatment plan.

My days have mostly consisted of the same thing…laying in bed.  Puking.  Dry toast.  You get the idea…  Then, a fabulous ER trip this past weekend and I’m pretty sure that catches you all up.

My happy for today?  Seeing my baby wave and kick it’s little feet…and it’s cute little round belly…all made me giggle.  That, and blueberry dum-dums.

My First Introduction to HG

In 2006, I became pregnant with our first daughter. After over a year of actively charting and trying, it was an answered prayer. However, within weeks, things took a turn for the unexpected. What began as seemingly normal morning sickness soon twisted into a personal horror as my symptoms spiraled quickly out of control and my doctors struggled to understand them and find a treatment option that would work. The nausea became progressively worse until the vomiting was out of control. Every day felt the same – there were no good days, they were all bad. I remember praying prayers of thanksgiving for this new life despite the horrid things my body was doing, but after a couple of weeks, I was worn out and felt incredibly alone. Smells, sights, and even sounds could send me into dry heaving and vomiting. I was constantly spraying whatever scent I could smell to mask everything else – even my husband smelled despite the many showers and teeth brushings. It didn’t take long until I was admitted into the hospital (which happened numerous times thereafter). IVs with Zofran were administered. Sitting, standing, and walking for very long had become difficult for me. My body was sore from laying so much, and yet it was my only real option.

Hyperemesis Gravidarum – Take TWO!

In 2008, I became pregnant with my second daughter. This time, my doctor was more familiar with my body’s fight with Hyperemesis Gravidarum and I now had a legitimate diagnosis. I remember setting up a small twin bed in my daughter’s room so she could play while I laid there. My husband had filled an ice chest with bottles of ice water and bananas and whatever else I thought I might stomach that day. I specifically remember one day, getting sick immediately after eating a banana, and being unable to breathe. I was choking and the only witness was my 2 year old little girl. After that, I wouldn’t eat crackers or bananas unless I had had plenty to drink FIRST. After a couple of weeks, I was unable to keep down solids or liquids. We were only a few days away from insurance, so I was trying to hold off before going to the doctor. One day before our insurance was due to kick in, my mother called my home (we lived an hour away) and recognized that something was very wrong. She plead that I would schedule an appointment, but I had convinced myself that I must be going crazy. Almost everyone else thought I was over-exaggerating, so maybe I was! She didn’t buy it. She called my doctor and my doctor told her to get me to the emergency room ASAP – that my baby AND I were both in danger. Many hospitalizations and IVs followed, as well as a prescription for Zofran and ½ Unisom tablet every 4 hours – which helped curtail the vomiting some. However, I was still so weak and malnourished, I had to temporarily move my daughter and I in with my parents so family members could check in on us throughout the day. The severe weakness and nausea/vomiting often prevented me from being able to sit/stand/etc.

HG isn’t for wusses

Currently, I am pregnant with our 3^rd child and soon, my husband will be deploying. My days are much like those in my first and second pregnancies, except I have learned some things:

• When you feel weak or dizzy, sit or lay down IMMEDIATELY. I WILL pass out. I was given the advice to “push through it” and that it was okay, but after passing out many times, I’ve decided it’s not worth the dangers for me, my unborn baby, OR to my 2 little girls.
• Don’t try to “help” myself to vomit. Even if I feel horrible…If I do, a vicious cycle begins.
• IF I get a craving, eat it and eat it within 30 minutes. If I have an aversion, KEEP IT AWAY.
• Zofran plus a ½ tablet of Unisom helps curb the vomiting, which keeps weightloss to a minimum – (only ½ lb to 2 lbs per week instead of 2-3 lbs per week)
• Don’t drink or eat anything that will make me burp. Burping often leads to vomiting.
• In my pregnancies, I generally have a span of 2-3 weeks where I have SEVERE dizziness that will not go away. Zofran plus dramamine helps make it a little more bearable. Also it is NOT normal to have dizziness that will not go away and causes you to be unable to sit or stand almost at all AND that doesn’t fully go away even while laying down.

Like in my other pregnancies, I’ve given up my jeans for sweat pants and scrub pants. ANY pressure on my stomach makes me ill. Luckily, for me, this has only lasted a couple of weeks into the 2^nd trimester and then it fades. In the beginning, I couldn’t watch TV, read, etc. I stared at the ceiling or more often, closed my eyes tightly, trying to shut out all stimuli. Within the past week or so, I have been able to watch TV moderately and read short passages. My husband and I sleep divided by pillows – partially to keep me comfortable since I’m laying most of my days and partially to keep away the smells. (Sidenote: My husband is NOT a bad smelling guy, my nose just goes CRAZY with HG and I smell EVERYTHING.) Walking is limited, but going into the kitchen will immediately send me into gagging. I don’t have “good times” and bad times…they’re all the same. I eat laying down and am unable to keep much down, if anything at all. Some days, it’s bad enough that my husband has to give me a shower as I lay on the shower floor.

And, like the last 2 times, I’ve found myself falling back into depression. I feel misunderstood and unheard. Numerous times, I would reach out only to hear something like, “Oh, I remember those days” –Usually followed up by “So, see you at (upcoming event)?” It feels like despite the support network you thought you had, everything folds away except for a select few…and you’re mostly on your own.

The IVs help, but if they aren’t given in time, it’s like playing a game of catch up. What many doctors don’t understand is that it’s not about waiting until the person with HG is so dehydrated that they are on the point of death, but it’s about staying ahead of the cycle. If a woman with HG gets even a little dehydrated, the vomiting becomes worse, which makes the dehydration worse and so on.

More Information About Hyperemesis Gravidarum

Currently, there is no cure for HG. In fact, it is often misunderstood or altogether ignored by medical staff. HG is not new and has been documented since the 18^th century, however research is scarce and not readily funded. HG can last for one, two, or all three trimesters and while it can appear differently in each pregnancy, statistics show that it generally appears pretty similarly in subsequent pregnancies. And, once a woman has HG, she is very likely to have it again.

If you’d like to read more about Hyperemesis Gravidarum, please visit Help HER, a foundation committed to hyperemesis research and information. I urge you to read it, whether you are a healthcare provider, a husband to someone who has HG, or someone who knows no one with this disease (because you never know when you’ll meet them).

Pregnancy Highlights:

How Far Along: 9 weeks 2 days
Size of baby:   Approximately the size of a grape
Total Weight Gain/Loss: Lost a total of 2.12 lbs over the past 2 weeks…
Maternity Clothes: I don’t really get out very much and my tummy hurts almost always (thank you nausea and vomiting), so I like non-constricting clothes.  That, and I’m kind of in-between clothes.  I don’t want ANYTHING even somewhat tight on my belly, which kind of narrows down a lot of stuff.

Movement: I move to change diapers, go to the doctor every week (from weightloss), stop fights, feed children, pee, and that’s about it.  Oh, you meant the baby?  I’ll get back to you.
New thing I learned this week: You aren’t supposed to brush your teeth right after throwing up.  You’re supposed to rinse your mouth out with baking soda and water, wait 30 minutes, and THEN brush.  Otherwise, you brush the acid all over your teeth and in your mouth and it can eat at your enamel.  Good to know.
Sleep: I think fitful sleeping would best describe it at this point.  Either I’m tossing and turning or someone’s throwing a fit while I try to sleep.
What I miss: Not having to eat lying down. Not dry-heaving and/or P-U-K-I-N-G.  But also, doing normal things…like reading, writing, and being able to go to walmart for stuff we need.
Cravings: A couple of days ago, it was tomatoes with salt.  Pineapple.  Maybe jello.  Basically, food and I aren’t getting along very well…
Symptoms: Let’s just leave it at…  at this point, I’d be perfectly happy to lay in bed for the next week with a catheter, IV drip (with zofran coming through), and something to make me just sleep through the rest.  Wouldn’t have to eat, drink, pee, vomit, or be awake through the rest of it.
Best Moment this week: Being able to see my baby with a regular ultrasound (instead of the “wand”) – I could see the head and it’s little belly was all pooched out, so cute!
What I couldn’t live without: My family.  Horizontal parenting only goes so far, I’m thankful for family who have taken me to the hospital and to the doctor appointments because I was too dizzy to drive, and for those who have whisked my kiddos off for some “playtime”…and all of the other “little” things that are actually really HUGE to me.  Thank you

Outside my window... Birds are chirping, and it’s warm outside.  Not that I’ve been outside, I couldn’t get my bed through the front door (not that I tried…ahem).

I am thankful… for help.  For people who listen and are there when I say I need it.

I am wearing… a t-shirt that belongs to my husband.

In the learning room… All I can say is, you know I’m really sick when I’m bored to tears from all of the laying around, but won’t watch TV or read.  Just sleep (even if I’m not tired) because I don’t know I feel sick if I’m sleeping.

I am remembering… how last week and the week before I had to have help taking showers (i.e., I lay on the floor while my husband sprays me with the adjustable shower head)…and how I didn’t move from the couch or bed and couldn’t sit up almost at all.  I’m pretty sure THAT isn’t normal.   This week, I’m mostly taking my own showers, although I feel really weak toward the end and have to race toward the bed.  I’m glad it’s slowly improving, at least in that area…

I am going… absolutely nowhere!  Well, maybe Sunday if my body allows, but babysteps, right?
On my mind... TOO MUCH.  Some big issues, but also how this house smells to my very sensitive nose and I just want to tear it down.  UGH.

Around the house...I want a new one.    –One that is MINE and isn’t falling apart would be awesome.

One of my favorite things… watching the girls play tickle wars with each other (where Rora sits on Lala) and they just giggle and giggle.  Also, well-ventilated rooms.  And, zofran.

Favorite quotes this week… “Rora, don’t kick your sister in the face.”  followed by Lala saying, “Mommy, she’s not kicking me, she’s just moving my face with her feet.”

New this week in pregnancy… lost 1.6 lbs.  Baby heartbeat at 154.  Low blood pressure just got lower?  And, ah yes…  I miss pooping.  That is all.

Pregnancy Highlights:

How Far Along: 7 w 1 d (on April 13)
Size of baby: 7 mm…which I think is like 1/4 of an inch.
Total Weight Gain/Loss: Gained .6 lbs.  109.6.  Then again, I layered shirts that day.  Who knows.
Maternity Clothes: I’m down to one pair of jeans that fit.  And…some baggy grey pants that make me look like a hobo.
Gender: I think it’s a boy.  Or a girl.  I’m pretty certain.
Movement: The baby is probably moving, I just can’t feel it.  As for me, the less movement the better.  Dry-heaving comes with movement.  So does nausea and weakness and light-headedness.
Sleep: I sleep ALL THE TIME…when my kids let me.
What I miss: Not having to eat lying down.  Not dry-heaving and/or P-U-K-I-N-G.
Cravings: Fresh foods.  NO GARLIC.  NOT TOO MUCH BUTTER.  Sometimes, soups…but not the tastes like it came from a can variety (S.G. made some phenomenal chicken noodle soup).  Last night, I wanted only sauteed veggies and mushrooms (asparagus, mushrooms, tomatoes, and yellow squash…with minimal seasonings and NO BUTTER.)  I blame the baby.
Symptoms: Nauseous around the clock.  Constantly thirsty, constantly peeing.  Dry-heaving.  Dizziness.  Light-headedness.  Tummy cramps.  Exhaustion.
Best Moment this week: Hearing the heartbeat!

I’m quickly learning how to be a parent/wife from the couch.  Occasionally, I’ll get an hour where I can sit up (like right now) and be semi-normal, but it doesn’t last long.

The “barf bowl” – an over-sized mixing bowl that will never again be used for mixing – has made it’s appearance once again…although, I’m dry-heaving more often than anything else.

Baby’s heartbeat was 121 bpm, and baby measured 7mm…which surprised even me.  I studied up on the American Pregnancy Association website and didn’t expect such high numbers!  So, yay!  I wasn’t expecting bad, I just expected more in the range of a 5 mm with 90-110 heartbeat…but YAY!  I thought I would cry when I heard the heartbeat.

Went to the ER for fluids yesterday and probably should have stayed a lot longer than I did, but I got tired of holding my IV fluids while trying to pee.  (I mean, come on!  Install a hook!)  Also had low blood pressure and low oxygen levels.

Current breakfast:  2 Cutie oranges and blueberry waffle straight from the toaster while lying down.  Hopefully, I’ll be able to do this for a while.

Current go-to snack:  baby carrots.  They don’t really satisfy hunger but for some reason they help with nausea.  Sort of.