So here's what's been up with me lately...
I'll start from the top.
On Wednesday, November 17th, Emmalyn was born. We got to come home 24 hours later. Besides being obviously super sore, I was feeling great (despite no sleep). My adrenaline was running and everything was dandy. For two days. I, along with my mom, were really surprised at how mobile I was. I wasn't even taking the percocet anymore--just motrin. But by Saturday, things went downhill fast. After dinner I felt terribly nauseous and weak. To the point where I couldn't function. Things just kept getting worse so we called the Women's Center where I delivered and they said to go to the ER. So we did. They hooked me up to an IV for fluids and anti-nausea meds. All my blood work came back normal. (And in case you're wondering, my mom stayed in the car with Emmy until I had to feed her. We hated bringing her in the ER!) After a couple of hours, I went home and felt slightly better. But we still didn't know why I was nauseous.
Emmalyn had her first pediatrician appointment on Tuesday and I didn't even go because that's how crappy I was feeling! B was Super Dad and took care of it all. (I love him) We called in to my doctor and they were able to fit us in. They did more blood work, and my doctor said she didn't know where the nausea was coming from. Great... She checked me out and said everything looked fine. She gave me different anti-nausea meds and suggested I start pumping so either B or my mom could feed Emmy and I could get longer stretches of sleep instead. She was willing to bet I'd feel like a million bucks if I got 5-6 hours of consecutive sleep. So I pumped. And I pumped. And I pumped until I was dry. I had enough to get ahead two feedings. (If you're a mom you'll know this is A LOT. Especially in the first week postpartum. The pediatrician couldn't believe how much I was pumping.)
I got about four-to-five hours of solid sleep, but of course "the girls" woke me up and needed to be released. So I pumped and went back to sleep. I felt like that's all I was doing. Pumping, being nauseous, trying to eat something, drink like crazy, and sleep. Not fun. Plus, I STILL wasn't feeling any better. The nausea really had me down.
I can't even remember what day anymore, but I went back to my doctor who still didn't have any answers (we ruled out thyroid problems) and so she sent me BACK to the ER because of the nausea. I would much rather be in pain than nauseous!! At this point we were thinking, well maybe it's the breast feeding that's making me nauseous? Or maybe this is my body's reaction to child birth??
The next few days were sort of a blur... I was just nauseous.
Yesterday I went back to my OB and she still said that nausea this long isn't typical. She recommends I go see a Gastroenterologist. So that's where we're at. I've been trying to pin point when the nausea happens/what time of day, but it's not consistent. I was also thinking, well maybe it's psychological?? Was I having anxiety over my mom leaving? Well, its been several days and the nausea is STILL here. So no, that can't be it. Emmy is a super easy baby so I'm not having anxiety over her.
I've really been trying my hardest to keep a positive outlook. I've also been trying my best to get out of the house. With my in-laws here, we ran errands for two days, but I felt crappy the entire time. I've heard and read that sometimes women mimic first trimester symptoms AFTER pregnancy, sort of like a "fourth" trimester. I'm hoping that this whole things is just going to work itself out. But the waiting game sucks, yo!! I just want to feel like myself again...