The week felt like it was dragging and I was looking forward to this long weekend more than ever. After finishing work on the thursday I had a massive smile thinking this weekend is going to be the best!! Good Friday morning there was no trip to the bathroom.. I couldnt believe my luck. Yah the morning sickness is gone ... We even went down to the local markets for a look and had lunch out, apart from the heat that day I felt pretty good and went the whole day without having to vomit.
Easter Saturday however was a different story... I had a double whammy of it in the morning, thinking that it would ease we still prepared for our day away. We packed a beach bag with some towels and togs and off we went. I didnt meantion to Kane how sick I actually was feeling as I knew he was really looking forward to doing something today and since the sickness had been occuring for sometime I kept telling myself it would pass. Heading up the Sunshine Coast is usually a pretty good drive with constant flow of traffic, with the holiday weekend came with lots of extra people of the roads so it was bumper to bumper the whole way and made the trip feel like it was taking forever.
"I feel really sick, is there anywhere we can pull over?" I say to Kane as I feel that all to familiar feeling in my stomach. "How bad we are on the high way, there isnt really anywhere to pull over"... I'll be okay I said to myself and Kane as the journey contiuned. It wasnt long before I knew I was running out of time and there was no way I could keep down the vomit, I urgently looked around the car for something to use and spotted our beach bag I tipped it upside down to empty and before Kane could ask what I was doing he found out. I was lucky the bag collected it all but then the rest of the trip was spent with my head between my legs holding on to my spew bag. We arrived on the coast had lunch and turned around and came straight back home. I felt so bad as I knew Kane really wanted to spend the day there however I had no energy to do anything so was thankful he cut the trip short.
That night the vomiting contiuned and throughout all of the Sunday, I wondering maybe its the finale of the vomiting and then it would stop. By Sunday afternoon I was so weak I hadnt keep anything down since Friday and knew my weight was dropping again. Monday morning nothing changed I knew my body had just had enough I could keep nothing down not even the anti nausea tablets they had given to me. So i called the doctors and made an appointment. We both went to the doctor as Kane could tell I was a mess, and the doctor made things worst. He tried to explain to me that a triplet pregnancy causes quite a bit of stress and that im not emotionally handling it but I should try and rest and keep drinking and eating. Then Kane stepped in and reminded him that I was unable to keep anything down as it would come straight back up I was also at my lowest weight since the pregnancy and knew at 12 weeks this is still not a good sign. Kane then decided that I needed to get checked again and we headed into Brisbane Royal Hospital to see if they thought I was ok or just emotionally drained. I was assessed in the waiting room and within 5 mintues they had a bed for me and in another 5 mintues had me hooked up to a drip. I was highly dehydrated and my body just needed some fluids to be able to function again. After 3 litres of fluid was pumped through my drip and anti nausea was given I actually had some colour in my face. All of the staff their were amazing and I felt like it was the best decision to go in. I had a hospital fed and then the doctors came round to see if I wanted to stay there or go home and rest, I was all keen for the home rest so around 10pm we were on our way home.
Kane's words... "After spending easter weekend in 2012 crusing around the coasts of queensland (including theme parks , beaches etc) 2013 was always going to be quite different , after looking forward to a long weekend and making a few plans Ange spent most of it hovered around the toilet bowl . As I was feeling sorry for her I was also feeling myself being frustrated that we couldnt go and do anything ( this sounds selfish but was how i was feeling at the time ) . On the last day of the easter weekend after ange had been quite sick all weekend it was decided that we should go see a doc . Im not sure if he was a qualified doc or owned a corner dairy becuase he wasnt much help . I decided we should go to A and E and she was immediatly seen as a high priority (brisbane hospital can show dunedin hospital a few things ) . After having 3 litres of fluid pumped into her she was looking a lot brighter and feeling a lot better she also got a mean hospital feed (probably the first food for the weeknd) while i passed and waited till i was on the point of starvation and thought i was going to have to be admitted too (a couple of toasty sammies bought me right once we were home). As we thought the morning sickness was nearly done with we were along way off that yet , there wasnt much I could do apart from feel sorry for her and I think I could probably match any woman in the cooking and cleaning department now as I have been getting pretty good at doing most of that.
A frustrating part was knowing we were having 3 but not knowing what we were having , alot of money was getting spent on neutral clothing which was still lots of fun but we were both eager to find out what we were having . Its a scary road knowing you are having triplets not just because of the work involved but also the fact you hear stories of people and their babies arriving so early which is common with triplets obviously this can bring complications, so lets hope these babies are staying in there for a good while yet.
I decided to give up rugby for the year after a playing every season since I was 11 was a big decision but one I decided was for the best as I knew I could not afford to get injured and not be working with the bubs on the way and no such thing as ACC in Aussie. Bring on the 13 week scan when we will be testing for down syndrome etc"
Once I had another day off work and I had been able to keep up my fluids I was feeling a lot better. Still vomiting in the morning but not to the extent it was in the weekend. Let's hope week 13 is when it starts to look up.
Here are some photos of me in hosptial (Kane said we better take some to show the kids in a few years what they did to their Mumma) and now i'm glad I have them as it was all part of my journey. Also you can see my eye in the first one it still looks quite devil-ish.
12 week belly as you can see hasnt grown much due to the excessive sickness :(
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