Day 22 is a Tuesday and is quite probably the best day ever.
So last night I got home and spent the night cuddling with my throw up bucket. I had some apple slices and actually had to physically will myself to take my prenatal vitamins. They tried to come up a bit but I pushed them down. It was sheer willpower to take them. (Sorry for the graphics.)
But today, today is WONDERFUL. Today I feel great. Yes, I am a bit nauseated but no where near what it was before. Before it was as if I was seconds away from tossing my cookies. Now I just avoid thinking about anything gross (thank you coworker who wanted to discuss eating crickets and rats today – sarcasm) and other than that, I haven’t really felt ill at all. I even managed to get my blood drawn today – which I’ve been putting off because of the nausea – and I made it through fine. Came back to work and kept on.
Let’s just all sing a happy song, like Mr. Blue Sky, because today is a good day.
P.S. I am totally expecting everything to plummet again tomorrow. One shouldn’t get one’s hopes up.