Quote From: orestia I'm almost scared to watch this show. I was also diagnosed with HG shortly after Christmas of 2005 and it was at this time that I found out I was pregnant with twins. My doctor was amazing. I showed up at his office, with my husband practically carrying me, and within a few hours I was on home IV health care. For months, a nurse would come change my dressings and help me adjust my Zofran pump. I think the only thing I really "drank" during the first couple of months was Lactated Ringers from my IV. During the worst of it, my husband would help me sponge bathe. I was too weak to take a shower, and couldn't take a tub bath due to the IV lines. I couldn't brush my teeth everyday, as that would start the vomiting again. (My teeth are now stained from the bile eating away at the enamel). I also had to invest in "adult undergarments" since I would lose bladder control from the pressure and spasms of wretching.
At my worst, I alternated between: wishing I had never gotten pregnant, pleading with God for the misery to end, begging my husband to kill me and desperately trying to keep down frozen carrot slices so that my babies could get SOMETHING. I was about 110 lbs. when I became pregnant and at my HG peak, weighed 90. By the end of my pregnancy, I was up to a whopping 127.
HG sucks all of the joy out of pregnancy. There were many occassions when I was CONVINCED that the babies were trying to kill me. I would lay on the sofa, stare at my belly and wait to die. What I find horrifying, is that my case of HG is probably not even one of the really bad ones. Bad, yes... but by the middle of my second trimester I was off all medications and able to eat (albeit a limited menu). There are so many women out there who go through this condition throughout the entire pregnancy. Some are even so severe that they must terminate the pregnancy in order to live.
I want to watch this show, to see what Ms. Quets has to say. I'm also scared to watch it because I have a feeling that I'll be sobbing the whole show, remembering how horrible it all was, and knowing that if not for the support of my husband, family, and doctor, I could easily be where she is now.
My husband also had to "carry" me to the doctor's office!!I couldn't brush my teeth either---no way!! I use to hold a lemon to my nose and spit up saliva all day long!!!
