And Sometimes, You've Gotta Admit Defeat

Well, I called my OB today to ask if she could give me something for the nausea.

Barely slept last night + worst headache of my life today (a migraine maybe? I don't know) + I'm 13 weeks and supposed to be getting better + I can barely work because I'm on the verge of throwing up and have been all day.

Actually, it was my husband saying, "I can't take it anymore, you've got to quit suffering if there's something that can help." That was kind of the straw that broke the camel's back. 

Zofran, here I come. But I'm so nervous to take medication, even though my doctor says it's OK.

Sigh.

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