I blame Eve, personally. If she’d just been able to refuse that apple, a lot of things would have been easier. But then, God could have made it easier too, couldn’t He? I mean, why could the Tree of Knowledge not have been an onion plant? Who would have been tempted by a raw onion? I think even Eve would have thought twice about biting in to a big, round, raw onion. But I suppose God knew what He was doing, and I won’t question it too loudly, I just think that since He foresaw what was going to happen, He could have given her a fighting chance, you know? An apple is like, curiosity. An onion is pure disobedience! And look how it turned out.
I have become the ultimate one sided bulimic. I throw up without the binge eating. A big glass of water, and I’m in the toilet. A bite of something to eat, and its to the toilet, even my pregnancy tablets last ten minutes, then I throw them up. It’s rather antisocial. The problem is that I’ve not actually been able to eat and keep anything down since Thursday. I went to the doctor yesterday and she chose to change my antibiotics as the ones I were on would apparently make the nausea worse. I had the first one fine, with some lunch (I had to go to four different shops to find a cheese and onion sandwich. I’ve never been much of a fan, but that’s what I had to have yesterday) and that, miraculously stayed down, perhaps cause I’d just given up half my weight in blood (three vials really, but it might as well have been more!) but last night’s tablet managed to dissolve the shell but the bits inside landed right in the sewage works again. Lovely.
The doctor said that the UTI has become worse, although I do feel better, which I’m sure is because of the D-Mannose I took on Thursday/Friday. She also said that I had ketones in my urine and if I don’t start eating soon, and keeping the food down, she’s going to admit me to hospital to go on an IV drip. My glucose level and blood pressure were fine (109/85) On the questionable up side, I’ve lost 7 kilograms since new years.
I’m really struggling with work at the moment. Both the doing of it and the motivation for it. It’s not that there’s anything else I’d rather be doing, I just don’t feel like doing that anymore. I’ve always been very committed and regularly worked 40+ hour weeks, and now I’m lucky if I make 7 hours a day. My boss, Rachel, has been incredibly supportive and sends me home to work from there quite often, sometimes daily, which I can do with some efficiency, but I do feel like I’m not giving it my 100% which makes me feel very guilty. Sadly, no work for me means no pay, so I have to keep pressing on.
Martin has been the most amazing husband throughout all this. The house might look like a bomb hit it, not helped by the builders downstairs covering everything in a layer of dust on a daily basis (yesterday they were knocking the wall down as I was leaving. At the top of the stairs I looked normal, by the bottom I was covered in a layer of white dust and could chew the sand in my mouth. That helped the nausea. Not. But Martin is just being amazing. I can’t stand any odours at the moment, not coffee, or food cooking or garlic or anything and he has been so exceptionally good about looking after himself. Coming in from a long day at work to cook for himself and try to clean up after himself, he’s doing the washing and continuously conscious of my needs. I am so grateful for him. I don’t know what I would do without him. The problem is that even though I’m nauseous in the morning, and tired and nauseous in the afternoon, the bulk of my throwing up and feeling dreadful happens in the evenings/later at night, so even if I do manage to put a day of work in, I just can’t function at night.
Just four or so more weeks of this to go, hopefully.
you have such a way of putting things across!. no one reading your blog is crying about all of this. On the contrary you have so much humour in it one may envy you!!! .Dont worry about your weight loss and DON’T drink water by the glass full only sips (5ml,at most) every few minutes,set an alarm if need be,and make it warm water.A full glass of water causes Gastric Stretch…read all about it on any Pharmacology web page,then you will understand.in your case it just works backward.
Love your posts.Flew a 26yr old out this morning but I know she was happy when she left…premature labour,..she laughed a lot .
My Beautiful Friend,
I do hope this finds you are standing strong. I hate to hear you are suffering from an UTI, as I know how very painful that can be. On top of morning sickness, I would venture to guess you feel pretty icky. Please rest up, let Sir Martin pamper his Princess and Little Button and know I am holding you all very close in thought and Prayers. I know the “not knowing” can be quite overwhelming My Friend – stand strong and keep the Faith Beautiful – He is watching over the three of you and is so eager to share life’s most beautiful Blessing of all.
I Love You~
Kesia