Spent almost three days throwing up anything I tried to eat, even chicken broth. I had been prescribed phenergen for the nausea before, but all it helped me do was sleep. Finally went to the hospital, and spent five hours in the ER Christmas Day getting fluids and zofran.
Which is my new bff. If I could make out with a tiny dissolving pill, I would. DH made me pierogis, and it was the best thing I've ever eaten. Still trying to kick the headache, but I'm not dizzy and weak, or puke-crying anymore. So merry Christmas to me.
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