so, here I am. Fifteen weeks, and I'm surviving! I seem to have stopped vomiting constantly, and am down to once a day. Usually in the morning, I wake up.. set aside twenty minutes or so to upchuck some bile and then I'm fine for the rest of the day. (before you say anything, I've tried eating something small as soon as I wake up, and truthishly? it's just more painful when I throw it up, so I gave up on that)
Work is fine, everyone there knows, and is quite understanding about my strange ways lately (eating an entire cucumber in one sitting, and then going out and buying more cucumber.. to name one thing that made people look at me strangely) mostly, they just enjoy making fun of me about it.
the hubby seems to be a bit more understanding now. I'm not sure what was going on at first, I think he may just have been a bit overwhelmed because there was nothing he could to do to help me, and he's not good at feeling helpless.. so he would just get frustrated and annoyed with me. *sigh*
also, the weather here is awful. it was 33 today, with a humidex of FORTY TWO. That is far too hot, and I think that mother nature is fucking with us. it's supposed to drop down to 20ish this week... so where the hell is 33 coming from!?