I hope you don't mind if I bleat and whine ungratefully here but I feel like I just can't take it anymore. I need to find some way to control my nausea or I'm going to lose my job, alienate my family and possibly cause actual harm to my person.
This is, without question, the worst morning sickness of my life. I am nauseated every minute of every day, with incessant waves of that disgusting salivation, shakes and cold forehead sweat that normally precedes the relief of actual puking but in my case lead to...nothing. I cannot vomit, even when I really try, probably because, within ten minutes of eating anything substantive, my stomach rebels utterly and I have to...there just isn't a good way to put this...maybe "find a restroom." Quickly. Is that delicate enough?
I have lost six pounds in two weeks, and now find myself scraping up against the lower border of the "Healthy" BMI. If I were actually throwing up, I'm pretty sure this would qualify as hyperemesis. But without the emesis, is it something to worry about or do I just wait it out? I was so distracted by that beautiful heartbeat that I forgot to bring up the subject with the new RNP on Tuesday, and I've Googled enough to know that avoiding dehydration is the primary concern, so I'm sipping warm water and trying not to let the smell of it nauseate me further. (I'm not kidding: warm water is on my no-smell list, along with my children's hair, the carpet in the elevator at work, any flower, any cleaning product, any food item and, finally, my own breath, which is suddenly horrible.)
I am currenty subsisting on an around-the clock trickle of Wheat Thins, mini-pretzels and dry toast. Anything with sugar, acid or fat causes an almost immediate reaction. Those foods that helped me in my prior pregnancies are no longer tolerable--lemonade, applesauce, cheese, eggs and anything else that sounds even marginally appetizing during those fleeting moments of hunger just evacuates immediately.
I have been unable to concentrate at work and have had to take off early or come in late every day this week. With my boss out and the resulting avalanche of extra work, I am just getting buried and don't have enough strength to even start scratching out an air hole. I cannot play with the kids or help around the house. All I can do is lie on my side and pant shallowly, waiting for relief. Even typing this post has exacerbated the queasiness.
If there's ANYTHING--anything at all--that worked for you, I fervently hope that you will share it. I am desperate and need to find some way to get back to a functional state.