A rough patch

In a previous post I mentioned how I had hit a plateau with how I had been feeling.  I would sporadically vomit and even have those glorious days when I didn't at all.  Overall I was getting used to our new normal and getting through daily life.  The past couple weeks things have gotten a bit worse.  The vomiting has increased to about 5-6 times a day and I generally feel like I am exhausted and simply running on empty (essentially a constant state of the flu).  I haven't done anything differently so of course this comes with a good deal of frustration.  At this point my doctor is unsure what to do so she referred me to a specialist. 

This morning I saw a perinatologist (an obstetrician mainly used for patients with high-risk pregnancies).  First I had an ultrasound done as they wanted to ensure the baby is growing appropriately.  Best news of the day is that the baby is great!  Growing like a weed and moving like a crazy person.  S/he is actually on the big side....83rd percentile.  Who would have thought, hey?  So Dr. Worthington (the perinatologist) didn't have too much new insight to add to my current situation but was pleased the baby was doing well.  His only new thought was to add some additional Vitamin B6 to my IV fluids to see if that would help with the vomiting.  The B6 arrived late this afternoon so I will add it to my bag tonight and say a prayer it helps a bit. 

In the mean time I am attempting to come to grips with the fact that the increased vomiting, fatigue and seriously low energy might be the new normal until the baby is born.  This is frustrating as I felt like I was hitting a routine and becoming a bit more independent.  I have now reverted back to relying more on my parents and husband on a daily basis.  I know I've said it before but I don't know how I'd do it without them.  They are the definition of good people.