So, I went to my first OB appointment this week. Yes, I got an ultrasound. No, I don’t have pictures to share. My scanner is completely nutty and refuses to recognize a connection between itself and my computer. Even when I plug them directly together.
The pictures aren’t that hot, more of a blur. But it was fun
to watch our little baby move and squirm around in there. Only two inches tall and already a full little person! God is so amazing.
Well, yesterday I got a phone call from the nurse that said (warning: tmi ahead) we got the results from your urine sample and you have a blahinfectionblahblah, so we need to get your allergies before we call in a prescription.
I called them back to let them know that I am allergic to penicillin. Well, at least twice in my baby/childhood I was allergic to it. So, now I say I am.
No biggie, they issue another long named antibiotic and I go to pick it up. I open the bottle and the pills are HUGE.
You’ve taken ibuprofen, right? You know what it looks like? Well, this pill is at least 5 of those and thicker and pinker. I also have to take it 4 times a day.
The pharmacist cautioned me to take it with food so it doesn’t upset my stomach. I generally do not have upset stomach type stuff, but I still made sure to take it with food.
Apparently, you have to take it with a whole grocery store in order to not have some stomach problems. Every 30 seconds, I have a wave of pain in my stomach, followed by a feeling of nausea in my throat and mouth, topped off with a headache! ALL. DAY. LONG.
I finally called the nurse today and said, “Please! Isn’t there anything else? Are you sure my urine didn’t get mixed up with someone else’s?” She said, “Well, are you taking it with food?”
Oh my goodness, I still have 20 of these pills to gag down and at least 5 more days of this! Just looking at this full bottle and those monstrosities of a pill, then forcing myself to swallow one four times a day is too much!
I honestly think the flu was better than this.
Thanks for the comments, girls! Glad to know I’m not the only one gagging on pills. Well, since I posted this, things have gotten so much better. And by better I mean, NIGHTMARISHLY WORSE! I threw up four times last night and my stomach did not stop waving/churning/stabbing me until 5:30am. What am I supposed to do? I cannot bear the thought of food, much less choking down those pills. I’m staring at a bagel and a glass of water as we speak. UGH.