My Story: Surviving Hyperemesis Gravidarum
Posted on July 13 2018
You know those people that just love being pregnant? Yeah, me neither!
Rarely, morning sickness is so severe that it's classified as hyperemesis gravidarum (HG).
Symptoms include severe nausea and feeling faint or dizzy when standing. It can also cause persistent vomiting, which can lead to dehydration.
This condition can require hospitalisation and treatment with IV fluids and anti-nausea medication.
That was my type of pregnancy, make that x 2
I suffered with HG with both pregnancies. The first was straight forward I was terribly sick for about 5 months. It eased up somewhere around the second trimester and then came back in the third right up until I gave birth. Standard.
What I want to share with you is my second pregnancy which became akin to something of a nightmare.
During my second pregnancy as I lay there on the cold tiles of the bathroom floor, taking a second to catch my breath between vomiting spells and as my toddler was in the adjacent room glued to the TV, because that’s all the mothering I could manage, regrets of being pregnant often crept up on me.
HG completely took over my life. It was a debilitating and all-consuming condition that robbed me of everything. I was unable to lead any type of life especially one that required also being present for a 2 year old.
Once the vomiting began around the 5 week mark, it did not stop until 41+1 days when I was finally induced into labour.
At 11 weeks I was admitted into hospital and put on a IV drip to try and get some fluid’s back into me. I was discharged a couple of days later with anti-nausea medication which didn’t really help. Hyperemesis never leaves you and even when the sickness was slightly controlled the condition still took over my life. I felt dizzy all the time, was left confined to the bed with no energy and unable to make it any further than the bathroom. The nausea was unrelenting and felt worse than the sickness
I was at breaking point. I remember a time I’d finished being sick for the 20th time that morning and I was sobbing in the corner of the room. I had to force myself to call my husband and ask him to come home from work because I was unable to stop vomiting and a 2 year old obviously cannot feed himself.
The isolation I felt during those 9 months was also very hard. It’s often hard for others to understand what you are going through and the advice kept rolling in. “Keep crackers next to your beside table”, “sip on ginger beer” and so forth.
I am sorry, but no amount of crackers by the bedside table was going to stop me from throwing up the entire lining of my stomach, and then some.
All I could do was lie in bed and wait… wait until I would be free of this baby inside of me!
Finally, on the 25th of September after a very quick labour and delivery (at least there was some light at the end of tunnel) I gave birth to another gorgeous little boy.
On a positive note I can assure you that if you are currently suffering with this debilitating condition, when that baby finally makes its entrance into the world you will STOP vomiting! You will forget every waking second, minute and hour of the past 9 months and wonder what on earth was ever more important than this feeling of holding your precious and healthy baby in your arms.