No PICC line. Instead, a consistant dosage of Zofran connected into my abdomen and an IV of nutrients, 2 liters, once a day until I "start feeling better." Let's hope that doesn't have to last too long.
Today, I chowed down on Fritos and bean dip, the most explorative food I've eaten in quite some time. I'd like to say the worst is over, but then I'd have to knock on wood, and I'm sure it isn't good. That's the impression that I get.
At ten and a half weeks, I just want to be able to stand in a room where they're cooking steak and actually want some instead of wanting to barf.
24 weeks
2 days ago
2 comments:
Geez! What a mess! Hope you start feeling better.
Oh Mary, this really sucks. I'm praying for you and baby (and Tim) through this whole thing! Hang in there!
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