Baby is alive and measuring to date. All is well in my uterus. Except that my bowel was so distended it was as prominent a feature in the ultrasound as the baby.
Wes and I ate something very, very evil last night. The suspects are either lettuce or carrots - I lean toward it being the carrots, as they were pre-cut (fun waffle shapes! ack.) and we didn't think to wash them. Wes washed the lettuce so that seems less likely.
In any case, I woke up at 4:30am sweating and cold and knowing I was going to throw up. And oh. I. did. I chalked it up to a big increase in morning sickness, since I'd been feeling bad all day. But then it just kept coming. My body seemed to be insisting, "No, I need you totally and completely EMPTY." At 8am, Wes joined me, taking turns in our single bathroom. Oh. the. joy.
I went to the OB, foolishly, because I had naturally assumed that the baby was now dead or dying from my wretching. And if it was just dying, I thought I might as well go see if we could save it. Turns out my doctor was completely unconcerned about the food poisoning (although I am to call if I can't keep anything down for 24 hours - we are now at Hour 10 or so) but did a speedy ultrasound once I told her the deal with my last first OB appointment and what a scary day this was for me. She was very pleasant and kind and good and there were handouts. I like a handout. She supported all our testing plans and gave me the info to schedule the nuchal in roughly 4 weeks.
And I don't see her again for 4 weeks.
Gulp.
I had planned to push for a visit in 2 weeks but frankly it was all I could do not to throw up on her. Wes wasn't with me (do you know how daring that was? just chalk it up to how very resigned I was to dead baby sonogram. well, and also that he was still throwing up when I left.) and I just didn't have it in me to tantrum. She just kept saying how perfect the little thing was and how it was just doing perfectly and I was lulled along. Who knows - maybe I will last. I plan to get a Doppler by 9 or 10 weeks so maybe that will be enough. If I start to have a breakdown, I definitely felt like I could call her and let her know. Wes liked that she is pregnant and had an elective amnio as we plan to. Oh - and she is only taking 2 weeks off for maternity leave in March so I won't have to see too much of the weight crazy one. Although this doctor also told me to watch the weight, but I liked how she put it - I am to eat whatever I want and whatever I can until 15 weeks. After that, we'll adjust. So that's fine.
OK. Must go back to slow, slow rehydrating. All the water I managed to drink in the cab on the way home just came right back up the second I walked in the door. Happy new year.
