Jan 26, 2011


Last night I spent three hours in the ER getting IV fluids.

The back story is boring but graphic. Suffice it to say that I have vomited a lot lately. The nurse at my OB's office demanded a little excursion to the ER, so I complied. As ER visits go, it wasn't so bad. I was alone, the ER wasn't busy, and I jumped ahead of a few people because of my symptoms. I was in a bed within 15 minutes of my arrival, and I was home before my bed time.

The bummer is that a bag of fluids and IV Zofran didn't change my life. Oh, how I hoped they would! The road to August seems really long, so I'm just going to set my sights on noon today and see how it goes.
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