So, I've been vomiting.
A lot.
In fact, between my visit to Convenient Care last week and my doctor's visit this week, I'd dropped five pounds.
Normally, I would've been THRILLED (when I told the doctor that, he said, "Well, if you lost five pounds a week, you might be down to a normal pregnant weight by the time you deliver. You're not going to want to gain any weight at all because you're already the weight you would normally want to be at nine months pregnant...with twins." Thanks man. Really.)
But I don't like throwing up.
So the doctor gave me Zofran, an anti-nausea drug usually prescribed to cancer patients. It's function is to turn off the ralphing receptors in your brain.
It's my new best friend.
I also have to take progesterone lozenges - because the doctor told me my progesterone levels are so low that my chance of miscarriage is 1 in 3.
Awesome.
As if I wasn't freaked out enough already.
The good news is that the compounding pharmacy made the lozenges taste like PeptoBismol.
And that equals delicious.
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I will definitely remember this.
Seriously, man. I'm a little upset I had to wait until week 10 to get some. It's like they make you suffer on purpose just so you "know what pregnancy feels like". Umm...I already have to give birth, there killer. I don't need more grief on top of it. Now dole out the Zofran!
I was on Zofran, too! It's amazing!
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