This is my story of a first-time pregnancy that came with much physical and emotional hardship, surprise, and eventually, joy. Before I knew I was pregnant, like many women, I thought I had the flu. Plagued with pain from head to toe - nausea, headaches and relentless fatigue - I visited my family doctor. Her test confirmed that I did not have the flu, but indeed was pregnant. We all figured that I had the typical "morning sickness" that many pregnant women feel in the first few weeks.
But my agony worsened. I was so weak that I had to crawl to get something to eat or drink. I constantly vomited and worried about losing weight. I lost nine pounds of my pre-pregnancy body weight by the eighth week of my term. After two weeks of missing work, I had to go on short-term disability. I couldn't take a shower on my own, let alone go to my job in the chaotic advertising industry.
My ObGyn diagnosed me as having Hyperemesis Gravidarum, a more severe form of nausea and vomiting in pregnancy. The exact cause of hyperemesis is not known, although it is possibly linked to first-time pregnancy and carrying twins. She prescribed Zofran, a very expensive oral drug commonly used to ease the nausea of cancer patients going through chemotherapy, now also used to help nauseous pregnant women. The drug didn't seem to help at all.
