After the visit to the gastroenterologist I was left in a state of dismay. I felt that perhaps I should have had my new condition explained to me a little better. Also I would of really appreciated some advice on what I could do/eat at home so that I wouldn’t exacerbated my Gastritis. Instead, I read up on it myself and the foods that could help heal my inflamed stomach. After researching quite a bit, I decided to “rest” my gut and resided to a diet of home made bone broth and gluten free bread.
I did this for 3 days, until I got to a point where I was so hungry I was close to gnawing my own limbs off! Although the pains had started to subside, the baby inside me was screaming out for more sustenance. So one morning I got real adventurous and decided to try some gluten free cereal. Wrong move! No sooner had I consumed the (small) bowl, than I was throwing up all over the place again. Nooooo! Just when I thought I had jumped an incredibly difficult hurdle. I had taken my anti-nausea medication earlier, but I guessed that came up with breakfast. So to try and get a hold on my vomiting fit, I took it again. Which just made me vomit even more! The Hyperemesis was back with vengeance and it wasn’t even letting me keep sips of water down. Needless to say I spent the morning on the couch with my head buried in a spew bucket.
After a few hours of what seemed like I was dying a slow and ugly death, my wonderful friend and neighbour came to my rescue and took me to emergency at the local hospital. By this stage I was a former shadow of myself and was so weak I could barely walk. The doctors did all the usual tests and put me straight back on a drip of fluid and meds. I explained everything I had been through sickness wise in the last couple of weeks, and that this was my second visit to emergency within that time. Also that I had been forced to hardly eat anything due to how unwell I’d been. I expressed my concern for the baby and wasn’t sure if I may be doing more harm than good.
On this visit I was attended to by a wonderful doctor who spent the time to carefully explain things to me. She said my case was unique and that even though most pregnant woman can suffer in the first trimester of pregnancy, I was having a bad reaction to the second trimester. That so far the baby is fine and will just continue to suck what nutrients it needs from my body regardless. She said as I had lost 3 kgs in a space of 2 weeks, I was likely to end up on nasal tubes being fed a special liquid formula directly into my stomach. But that if I wanted to avoid this, I had to start adding very simple and bland foods to my diet in a process of trial and error. There was no way of knowing whether I’d just keep vomiting everything up, but I had to try regardless. I reluctantly agreed and asked when I may expect to feel better again? She said that we could keep our fingers crossed and hope things change again when I reach the third trimester. WTF – That long?! I’m only 18 weeks pregnant. God help me.