Having a stomach bug and spending all day Xmas being sick reminded me of the horror that is Hyperemesis Gravidarum – oh no,it’s absolutely not a bit of morning sickness which can be cured with a poxy ginger biscuit it’s sooooo much worse than that. The dark days where you beg your hubby to smother you just to make it stop because you’d rather be dead than face endless months of this.
The days upon days of lying dead still in case the slightest movement makes you sick again. Crawling on your hands and knees to the bathroom and then only weeing a few drops because of the dehydration. The desperation not to be sick in front of a packed Dr’s surgery and hoping the wait won’t be long so people will stop staring at you for having a bowl on your lap.
Being sent to hospital and letting them stick needles in you left, right and centre and not caring if it just makes you stop being sick again. Being sent home with medication which stops working after 2 days and dragging yourself back to the hospital where they randomly put you on the ward with women who’ve had hysterectomies!
Having a list of foods and drinks that don’t taste so bad coming up if you can get them down in the first place (coffee and crumpets – big no-no). Having an aversion to cheese and onion crisps years later because of it! Trying to make your other children tea and wishing a magic fairy could do it for you as even the word “beans” makes you want to throw up again.
Finding the magic tablets that stop you being sick (Ondansetron in my case) and the sheer panic when you take the prescription in to 3 different chemists and they don’t have them in stock. The wait is torture.
The still being sick when they open you up for a C-Section and the doctor having to wait for you to stop so he can stitch you back up and the morphine they give you for the pain making you feel sick all over again. Having to fight the midwife who tells you that you can’t breastfeed in that state despite you really wanting to. God did I fight and I won.
I can honestly say my baby making days are done purely because I just could not do it again and I have every sympathy with anyone who has suffered or is currently suffering. You can never truly understand it unless you’ve lived it and I don’t think anyone really ‘got it’ except when I started back at work after 6 months off sick and the ‘new girl’ asked me how I felt as she had suffered with it and I could have hugged her.Turned out to be the start of an amazing friendship and I love the bones of her!
So to anyone suffering now and stumbling upon my post:
- Hang in there.It’s hard and probably one of the worst things you can go through but you WILL get through it.
- Don’t suffer in silence or let anyone tell you to man up.Go to your GP if you’re lucky like me (as luck would have it my GP had actually suffered with it) they will help.It might take a little time to get medication right but it’s worth it.
- If one GP won’t help I would ask to see another at the practice.
- Have a look at the Pregnancy Sickness Support Website it has some invaluable advice and really helped me get through it.