Poor Jacob, today is his birthday and not only is he stuck at work until 10pm, but we got up bright and early for my appointment at the Rigg's Clinic. They have a free pre-natal program there- you see a Nurse Practitioner until 34 weeks and then you switch over to the delivery MD. Needless to say, we are super grateful for this because without it we would have been screwed.
When we first got there, I told them about my anti-emetics and I would need a refill immediately. They told me no problem and to go through their "Med-Line". Once a nice receptionist gave me all of the information she told me it would take 7-10 DAYS for my prescription to be filled. I immediately started crying because I knew it would only be a matter of time before I was back in the ER and surely that day would come before 7 days passed. Luckily, the nurse on my case, a very kind woman took my information and assured me she would get my prescription today. I just hope Jacob remembers to pick it up.
I felt like such a baby crying, but I couldn't imagine going through the hell that I've been put through before, without the meds, again. I don't remember the last time I ate a real meal and last night Jacob and I were laughing how 24 Cheez-Its are a serving size when I am full after, like, 12. The meds seem to work a little better each day- like I said I can keep down Cheez-Its and also Luigi's Italian Ice. I'm gaining strength little by each day, but an outing (like to WalMart or the doctors) sends me into a coma almost immediately when I get home.
I talk to the baby, or at least talk to myself and pretend the baby can sense it. I feel so bad, I can't take care of it when its safely tucked inside of me how am I supposed to manage when its in this big cruel stinky world with no padding?
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