Sunday, February 28, 2010

Hospital trip for diabetic ketoacidosis. essentially sugar to high, insulin to low, and body cannibalizing its own fat causing ketones to be released. Not a good thing, though you would think getting rid of fat would be.
PICC line put in, my veins suck and I'm chronically dehydrated from all the puking.
Yes, barfing, aka morning sickness, aka hyperemesis gravidarum. Nothing is staying down. puking every 30-60 mins, sometimes more. I'm losing weight badly. Not a good thing when the doc wants you to gain 60-70 lbs.
On the plus side..... MIKE IS HOME!!!!!!!!!!
The doc with mom's assistance contacted the red cross and filled out paperwork saying that the condition is life threatening to me and the babies and it would be in the best interest of our family to have him home.
Liz, the commanders wife was involved in this to, she was encouraging it. She told her husband(the unit commander) that the stress on Mike knowing all this could be detrimental to the entire unit. He agreed and through the Red Cross got him home.
I had no idea they were doing this. I had actually told mom not to worry about it as he only had a few months left anyway.
And in the meantime...we get to stay in a hotel. Not as fun as it sounds really. Especially considering it's because they are in the process of removing asbestos from our house.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Mom left. We home to dad.
As much as I love her, We needed this.
We also found out that one of the implanted embryos is gone. Reabsorbed. This solved the issue of them pushing us to do a selective reduction. Not an option for us.
It's sad, but a little bit of a relief. This is likely our last try at a family. I don't know if I can handle anymore physically or emotionally.
It's a daily roller coaster.
The hormone shots don't help matters any either.