Surviving week 15

So week 15 started out good last Thursday, March 8th. I'd been getting my energy back and was actually getting out of the house to go get Dylan from school among a few other short trips. Then Friday came. I woke up feeling nauseous and threw up a few times throughout the day. The anti-nausea meds I was on were not working and I just felt awful. I had a burger that night and kept it in and so I was hopeful the next day would be better. Not so much. Again I was throwing up a lot and no food was staying in. Sunday came and the same. I had a plain potato and I couldn't even handle that. All this time I am supposed to be studying for my final on Tuesday, my last class of the term. Monday comes and at this point I really haven't eaten since that Friday burger. I had lost 7 pounds since my last weigh in at the midwife's February 24. Monday evening things took a turn for the worse. At this point I was throwing up every 1 and half to 2 hours and water wasn't even staying in. I got all my notes finished up for my exam the next afternoon and was trying to figure out if I should call the nurse's hotline or my midwife. It was 5 am and I just couldn't bring myself to disturb my midwife so early. I was hoping to wait it out until 8am when the office opened. After sitting around for an hour and then throwing up again, I finally called the midwife and asked if I should go to the ER. She told me to come in at 10am and she'd get me to stop. 10am seemed like ages away. I finally fell asleep around 7am and slept for about 45 minutes. Rob took Dylan to school and we headed to the midwife's. I got started on an IV drip with fluids and meds shortly after I got there and ended up having a total of 3 bags of fluids. We left around 4pm with a new drug called Zofran. I had to call my mentor and tell her there was no way I could take the exam because of my situation and luckily I was able to reschedule without incurring any "no show" penalty. I felt alright after I got home. Took a nap for a few hours and then went out to get some blands foods I could eat. I'm on Zofran every 6 hours and will see the midwife next Friday. Today didn't start out too good. The few bites I took of my toast made me sick and I had a headache from the Zofran. After a nap and the Zofran kicking in I was able to eat my first small meal of the day around 6:30 pm. Tomorrow week 16 starts, 4 months. 16 weeks seems so much further along than saying 4 months. I hope I can enjoy this pregnancy soon. Really cherished the time I spent pregnant with Dylan. I wasn't as sick and I think I was enjoying it a little more around this time.