I didn't set an alarm to wake up this morning because Kellen and I discussed the night prior that he'd get Khloe up and ready for her last day of VBS, then drop her off before heading in to work. I woke up around 8:30am to the sound of the shower running and thought I should double check that Khloe was awake and starting to get ready.
I had slept for quite a long stretch last night, falling asleep on the couch around 10pm after taking my final IVF meds for the day and a pain pill. I don't like to take my pain pills when I don't need to, but I learned a good lesson this morning - take them, regularly and on schedule, especially until my ovaries get back to normal size.
Before I got up to go check on Khloe, I could feel that the fluids (that had been drained just one day earlier from my abdomen) had built back up a little bit. I decided to take one of my pain pills just before getting up for the day. I walked in to check on Khloe, and within a matter of seconds, all the pain in the world started to hit me. I had serious abdominal cramping, feeling of vomiting, and shortness of breath so bad that I had to close my eyes, calm myself down and focus solely on breathing. I tried to sit, stand, kneel, curl up on the floor...nothing helped. It was so intense, and OHSS is so scary (in many cases life threatening) that I thought I was going to die if I didn't get help ASAP.
I called Dr. Jarrett's office and left a brief message with my symptoms and said that I thought I needed to go straight to the hospital. My pain medication takes at least 30 minutes to kick in and I had just taken it 5 minutes prior. None of the symptoms were subsiding, but I was now feeling dizzy and nauseous on top of it all. I forced myself in the shower and brushed my teeth before getting in the car with Kellen and Khloe to head to the ER.
One of the nurses from Dr. Jarrett's office returned my phone call around 9:15. She said to head straight to the office, Dr. Jarrett wants to see me.
As we pulled in, I walked myself inside while Kellen took care of Khloe, getting her out of her car seat. At this point, it had been about 45 minutes since I had taken my pain medication. I was able to walk, so that was improvement, but I was still scared not knowing what was going on inside my body to make me feel such intense pain. The nurses helped me walk the rest of the way back to the room and I started crying while telling them about my morning and how terrible I felt. Dr. Jarrett came in shortly after and did an ultrasound on my belly to check the fluid. There was not enough just yet for him to feel comfortable using that long needle to drain it again, but he said there's a chance I may need to come back in a day or two. He wrote me a script for even more pain medication and said to take them and drink a lot of fluids.
Kellen asked a couple questions, one being "will the symptoms get worse if she's pregnant and her hcg levels rise?" Dr. Jarrett responded and said "not necessarily." My pregnancy test is Monday. My goal for the weekend is to be consistent with my pain meds and just get through it. Monday we'll find out if we have a positive beta and there's a good chance I may have to have another paracentesis.
My life is tentatively on hold. I can't really do anything, including driving, and can barely manage enough energy to pick up after Khloe and myself. Our weekend at the lake is cancelled, so that's another bummer.
I mean, isn't this how everyone makes babies?
My mom is on her way back over today to help again.
I had slept for quite a long stretch last night, falling asleep on the couch around 10pm after taking my final IVF meds for the day and a pain pill. I don't like to take my pain pills when I don't need to, but I learned a good lesson this morning - take them, regularly and on schedule, especially until my ovaries get back to normal size.
Before I got up to go check on Khloe, I could feel that the fluids (that had been drained just one day earlier from my abdomen) had built back up a little bit. I decided to take one of my pain pills just before getting up for the day. I walked in to check on Khloe, and within a matter of seconds, all the pain in the world started to hit me. I had serious abdominal cramping, feeling of vomiting, and shortness of breath so bad that I had to close my eyes, calm myself down and focus solely on breathing. I tried to sit, stand, kneel, curl up on the floor...nothing helped. It was so intense, and OHSS is so scary (in many cases life threatening) that I thought I was going to die if I didn't get help ASAP.
I called Dr. Jarrett's office and left a brief message with my symptoms and said that I thought I needed to go straight to the hospital. My pain medication takes at least 30 minutes to kick in and I had just taken it 5 minutes prior. None of the symptoms were subsiding, but I was now feeling dizzy and nauseous on top of it all. I forced myself in the shower and brushed my teeth before getting in the car with Kellen and Khloe to head to the ER.
One of the nurses from Dr. Jarrett's office returned my phone call around 9:15. She said to head straight to the office, Dr. Jarrett wants to see me.
As we pulled in, I walked myself inside while Kellen took care of Khloe, getting her out of her car seat. At this point, it had been about 45 minutes since I had taken my pain medication. I was able to walk, so that was improvement, but I was still scared not knowing what was going on inside my body to make me feel such intense pain. The nurses helped me walk the rest of the way back to the room and I started crying while telling them about my morning and how terrible I felt. Dr. Jarrett came in shortly after and did an ultrasound on my belly to check the fluid. There was not enough just yet for him to feel comfortable using that long needle to drain it again, but he said there's a chance I may need to come back in a day or two. He wrote me a script for even more pain medication and said to take them and drink a lot of fluids.
Kellen asked a couple questions, one being "will the symptoms get worse if she's pregnant and her hcg levels rise?" Dr. Jarrett responded and said "not necessarily." My pregnancy test is Monday. My goal for the weekend is to be consistent with my pain meds and just get through it. Monday we'll find out if we have a positive beta and there's a good chance I may have to have another paracentesis.
My life is tentatively on hold. I can't really do anything, including driving, and can barely manage enough energy to pick up after Khloe and myself. Our weekend at the lake is cancelled, so that's another bummer.
I mean, isn't this how everyone makes babies?
My mom is on her way back over today to help again.
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