I hope that I am welcome here even though I am no longer pregnant.
My name is Ari and I'm 24 and the mother to a beautiful, healthy 8 month old baby girl named Arianna, born 1/15/07 (carried 10 months, 5 days. 8lb 15 3/4 oz. at birth). I'm also a single mother.
My pregnancy was already considered high-risk due to my history of seizure disorder (meaning at any time I could go into a grand mal cause I can't be on my meds and lose the baby/have a preemie/emergency c-section, or seize during delivery, as well as the fact that I took Depakote for the first 6 weeks because I didn't know I was pregnant -- poor planning I know--upped my chances of birth defects). I was scared to death.
And then the morning sickness came. I was expecting it to be quick, easy, whatever. I was puking constantly. Couldn't eat, couldn't even keep water down. Went to the ER and got emergency IV hydration (saline) and a shot of Phenergan and felt better, my discharge papers said "Hyperemesis Gravidarum". Sent me home. It roared back. Spent memorial day weekend bedridden on the couch at a friend's house (it depressed me because her cooking is so good! and I could not eat any of it! Anyone been through that?) not even able to keep down ice water. I remember being in the bathroom with my daughter's father crying, "Am I going to lose this baby?" all upset and panicky. Went back to the ER, same thing happened.
It took one more trip to the ER for them to actually check me. I had an emergency ultrasound (I was 11 weeks) and internal exam and they said, that my pregnancy was healthy and this was normal. Normal? NORMAL? Sent me home with more Phenergan.
Phenergan did me wonders... but there were times when I came out of a spell that I could only eat donuts. It was wierd. The hyperemesis was the worst between 7 weeks-6 months. After that, I had the occasional random puke. I puked during labor/delivery too. Yuck. I also had wonderful education and support through the county health department, who sent me a public health nurse to keep tabs on my pregnancy, and she had a nutritionist help me eat better after my puking got better. :) And I had a close friend I met at the OB clinic who had severe hyperemesis (we're talking Zofrin pump here) who is one of my best mommy friends now. We gave eachother a shoulder to lean on.
I would say I felt so much better emotionally when I started gaining weight and my 18 week ultrasound revealed I had a healthy, perfect sized baby, no birth defects. I was like thank you God. I am so lucky.
On January 15, 2007, at 4:24 pm, I delivered a baby girl. Arianna Madison. (The day before a scheduled induction too... lol)
I'm glad to consider myself a survivor because HG is very hard, even if it is short-term and mild. I would love to have more kids someday (with better planning). And to those of you who've lost kids to HG, you have my heartfelt condolences.
And I'm more than happy to lend support to anyone here :)
Oh, a P.S. My aftereffects are a serious aversion to chili dogs and A& W restaurants (I worked there during my time with HG.).