The Dodson Tales

I wish I had some positive news to report or fun things to write about. For the last few days I've been on a downward spiral of feeling horrible. Over the weekend I felt like I might be starting to shake off the worst of this morning (afternoon, night, all day) sickness, but the last few days have reminded me that it is far from over. It is such a depressing feeling when you can't get any relief or comfort. I'm calling today to see if I can get a new prescription for something stronger. I'd prefer to just be taken to the hospital and knocked out for the next couple of weeks if they would do that sort of thing.

In my channel surfing the other night, I was watching that "17 kids and counting" show about the Duggar family on TLC. They were in New York City on vacation with their huge family and the mom was pregnant and experiencing some morning sickness of her own. I was like, how in the heck can that lady take her 17 kids to New York of all places when she's feeling sick? I can't even get off the couch to see what my almost 2 year old is getting into in the pantry. That made me feel really pathetic, but I just feel totally debilitated by the puking, the stomach pains, and the constant nausea. Just trying to get dressed is a huge chore at the moment. Riley was asking me how bad I felt, and I told him to just imagine the worst flu he's ever had x's 10 and it lasts for weeks.

It's just so discouraging when you would love to have lots of children, but the prospect of being sick like this more times in the future kind of puts a damper on things and makes you question your sanity.

Sorry if this sounds like a huge whiner post, but I don't even care. I guess that's what living on cheerios and water will do to a person.



*Thanks to everyone who has lent us a hand the last few weeks. It means a lot!


***Update: I FINALLY got a prescription for the good stuff this afternoon. Never mind that my awesome husband had to call our insurance company and converse (argue) with them for half an hour becuase they were only going to give me 7 pills - yep that's right 7 pills. Seriously? Why is making people feel better by getting what they really need such a scandal for the insurance companies? Riley saved the day and they are giving me enough for the next two weeks. He's my hero for the week! I'm so glad my husband has some tough negotiating skills. I'm crossing my fingers that these help me return to a somewhat human state.