14 weeks in and I get my first "hotel stay" for IV's. The hyperemesis has hit me with a vengence, maybe it's my fault for thinking that it wouldn't be as bad this time.. yeah 7 litres of fluid and cyclizine injections every 8 hours in my thigh later and the threat of being catheterised if I don't pee was JUST what I wanted. I'm finally out and feeling somewhat human(ish) again. I have a higher dose of meds which seem to be helping so far, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I don't have to go back. I love the hospital, and the staff are wonderful and their knowledge of HG is great, but nobody really wants to be in hospital, even a good one.
Fingers, toes, legs and anything else that won't have me racing to the porceline Goddess are being crossed that I don't have to get any more treatment aside from the pills.
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