Yesterday was surprisingly better by a lot. And then we have today, which has been worse than it’s been in over a week. I felt miserable most of the day, despite the morning hurl. I struggled to eat, and got even worse by evening. Had a total breakdown trying to find food at dinner time in a local shopping and restaurant area, and ended up with some bread slices that I kind of hated and cost me far too much money for what they were. But they were 890 calories, so I went ahead and ate them. By the time I got home and tried eating more cereal, one of the only things I’ve been able to stomach lately, but couldn’t seem to shake the nausea, I hurled up everything anyway. Fortunately, the horrible bread sauce taste was gone. Sadly, so were all the calories.
My husband said my butt looked cute while I was hurling, though, so that was an unexpected positive of a terrible situation.
I ended up eating a bit of mint ice cream, as it has helped lately with both nausea and calories. However, after an hour or so, I started feeling quite nauseous again, and am not sure I won’t throw it up in the next hour, though I’m getting into bed now.
So, dreadful day for sickness.
But a friend brought me a Mary picture, some nausea bracelet-bands, and a bunch of maternity clothes. That was awesomely helpful, both mentally and financially. But it was also great to have someone spending time with me. She even said we can have one of her cribs, as it isn’t being used anymore, and she will come back in a few months, when I’m feeling way better and up to it, and she’ll help me baby-proof the house. So, that was great.
But the nausea was dreadful…. still is…
God, help me, please… heal me of this nausea, and keep this baby growing well, please. Please…. And keep my husband safe, please. In your name, I pray. Amen.
Post-a-day 2024
hannah ananas 