All Unisom is Not the Same

Unisom is one of the two drugs I take to keep my vomiting under control while I’m pregnant.  The other one is Zofran. 

I sent Ed out the other night to pick up some more Unisom, after realizing at a stupid hour that I was all out.  He went out, even though he didn’t want to, ’cause that’s the kinda guy he is.

When he came back it was with was the only kind of Unisom they had in the store, which was the sleep gels.  Not exactly what I’m used to taking, but heck, I had been feeling so much better!  I could probably get away with just taking it at night and wouldn’t have to worry about breaking them in halves for the day time!

Two days later I was sicker than ever.  I spent 24 hours straight vomiting, every 5-10 minutes, with the exception of a couple of hours I managed to stay unconscious.  This weekend was spent vomiting and in the hospital trying to get it under control with IV fluids and Zofran.

It turns out!  That the Unisom sleep gels don’t have the same drug as the regular Unisom!  Yeah!  Isn’t that something?  The drug in Unisom that keeps me from, well apparently from dying, is Doxylamine succinate, which is actually an antihistamine.  The sleep gels have something called Diphenhydramine HCL, which apparently dose nothing for severe vomiting.  Whodathunkit?  Two drugs called Unisom, with two completely different active ingredients.

Guess we’ve learned a lesson here.

Couldn’t Have Said It Better

Lindy has a post today about Obama at Notre Dame controversy.  It so eloquently sums up the issue, I just had to link to it.

Warning:  post does contain disturbing images.

Trying to get to the fun part…

Make a pregnancy ticker

Home Alone

This never, ever happens.  I’ve been home by myself since last night.

Ed and his mom took the kids overnight to a hotel a couple of hours a way with an indoor water park.  I’m still too sick to be any kind of fun, so I opted out.

I was a little worried that I wouldn’t know what to do with myself, but it has been very peaceful.  I don’t think I’ve ever been alone in my house for more than a couple of hours.  It lets you see your environment in a whole new way when there’s not a 1/2 sized person anywhere in the view.

The good news is that I’m over 14 weeks, and I felt well enough today to get myself a lovely hanging basket of double impatience to go on the oak tree at the end of the driveway. 

I’ve lost 5 lbs. since the beginning of this pregnancy, which is really out of the ordinary for me.  My usual pattern is to gain 20 lbs. by 20 weeks, and then to pray that I’ll only gain 20 more.  This sickness has taken me to a whole different place, a place where I can’t eat much, and definitely can’t eat the brownie/cookie type of thing. 

I’m grateful to have been well enough to go out today, even though I had to cut it short for feeling dizzy, unable to focus on what I was doing (how many laps around the too-hot greenhouse does it take to pick out a plant?), and slightly winded.  I really, really wanted to pick out more plants for the garden, but I know I don’t have what it takes to put them in the ground for myself.  I hope that we can all go back next weekend and get our little garden in the ground.

For now, I’m enjoying my work from last year, watching the perennials come back up, and trying to remember what they are.  That’ll do, that’ll do.