more medical "adventures"

We just arrived back on the island after a scary and trying few days. So as I have mentioned I have been wicked sick and trying to keep food down every day with little effort. Last Saturday it turned from bad to worse. I was home by myself for the day because Jason was out with a local friend helping him get his business started (he also took Annikah since I am pretty useless for meeting the demands of caring for her these days). I was trying to continue game plan as usual; drink sips of hydration drinks and other liquids and eat a few bites of bread or rice whenever I could. From the first time I ate a bite or a sip of anything everything came up. Usually I can keep down a few bites or some soda but nothing was staying at all. I continued to lie around and wait for Jason to come home but by the time he arrived I had already thrown up everything I had eaten or drank plus a lot of stomach acid. He brought some ice cream (I wanted some earlier is the week but all the stores were out) so I was eager to try that but about 10 minutes after eating a few spoonfuls it came up as well. Over the next few hours my vomiting became completely involuntary and I throw up about 20 more times. Because there was no food left I started throwing up acid and green bile. By around 8pm I was sobbing, exhausted, and could not stand up because I felt so dizzy and weak. That was the sign to us that something was really wrong. To date this has been one of the scariest times of my life. Knowing I was so sick and really unable to get any care here that we trusted.
The next morning our team leader came over with a German midwife who lives here with her family. She generously offered to help and assessed me and gave me some anti-vomiting suppositories (not so fun but obviously no oral meds would work) and began an IV drip to rehydrate my body. The funniest part was that we had no latex to tie off my arm to try to get a vein and Jason offered a condom!! Way to be resourceful! Luckily we remembered our First Aid Kit in the car that had 2 gloves which she used to get a vein. We tied the IV bottle to some local rope and nailed it to the wall. I sat all day getting fluids but unfortunately I was still vomiting and unable to drink or eat.

Anni holds my hand to “make Mama feel better”

I did feel a bit better because I had some energy to talk and walk but we decided we needed to go to the mainland to get better medical monitoring that is simply not available here (we talked to many doctors and nurses and the main need was hydration but also they recommended to get electrolyte and blood testing and monitoring that no hospital here can do..they have the machines but they are broken). Our team leader and his family graciously offered to allow Annikah to stay with them so that we could go to Dar quickly and go straight to the clinic. After getting fluids I was ok to fly and we went directly to the clinic. The French doctor fit us in even though we had called that morning. The staff there is very helpful and after my blood pressure and weight we found out I had lost another 6 pounds since my last visit 2 weeks ago (now more than 5% of my body weight). After realizing I had still not kept any food or liquid down for about 50 hours he put me back on IV’s for the entire day and took a lot of blood samples to run the needed tests. We felt relieved to get some Western care and because Anni was not there we were able to process everything, pray, and talk about options. This was a huge blessing; just to have time to think and be together. We were there about 8 hours getting fluids as well as some stomach acid reducing injections that the doctor hoped would help with the vomiting. It did help the pain associated with throwing up and although I was still relentlessly nauseous and still throwing up it was reduced which was a relief.
The nurse left the IV in my wrist overnight and sent us home (the doctor said he would rather have overnight hospitalization but that the hospital here would not be advisable). It was difficult to sleep but I was thankful NOT to get another needle injection the next morning. I already felt like a druggie with 6 “track lines” on my arms. We went in the next morning and unfortunately I felt terrible again. They started IV’s and the results of my blood and urine test showed that most everything was good: a great blessing! I did have many ketones in my urine which is consistent with long periods of fasting and dehydration and an elevated white blood cell count. On the electrolyte test the fluids seemed to really help and only chloride was abnormal (which he said is not a big deal and can fluctuate by the hour). These tests were a huge relief as the way I was feeling I was not sure if my body was really suffering or if I was ok. It is just so hard to self access and know what I need. Long story short I have Hyperemesis gravidarum (HG) which I think is latin for “I would rather die.” With Annikah I had bad sickness but it never crossed this line. I started reading more about this condition to try to understand and get some support. It affects about 1 in 300 pregnant women and can be very debilitating which at least allows me to feel better about how terrible I have been feeling and how little I have been able to function. Difficulties coping with everyday thinking, situations, and emotions is also common. Cheers: to add to my already emotional self : instability! At least these are “normal” for women that suffer from this. It is also amazing to me that God has created the human body to be fallen and frail but at the same time able to withstand so much and still allow the baby to grow despite the harsh environment.