greenunflower
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Lots of medical talk below, in the case that it triggers.
*Just a reminder my trauma was a disease during pregnancy called hyperemesis, where I vomited and dry heaved violently 30-40 times daily, had IV nutrition, central lines, sepsis, spent time in the ICU, had a preemie, and also didnt eat a single bite of food for months during the time i recieved the IV nutrition*
Today I was watching Iron Chef. I have watched the show a million times since giving birth. I watched the show WHILE I had hyperemesis. But today I was watching, and I can feel the triggering happening. I can feel the little bites of anxiety coming up. Then suddenly my life feels like it is collapsing in on me and everything is wrong and everybody criticizes me and disagrees with the way I do everything, and I am a crying mess. All because I watched Iron Chef. And it wasnt really the cooking part. It was the judging part, where they delicatly put the food in their mouths, and then tear apart every single detail of how it tastes and feels and then criticizes the cook. I cry writing that last sentence.
That makes me feel plain stupid. How can a disease during pregnancy make it almost impossible to watch channel 35? A channel almost anybody can watch? It feels so dumb.
My therapist says my PTSD is in the coming out phase, and that is why it keeps getting worse and worse.
My daughter was born, she was a preemie, then things got a little stable, but not for long because then she got meningitis, then we had to move, then something else happened I dont remember, and then finally things leveled out after like a year and a half of contstant distress, that is when PTSD starting coming down like a lead balloon. And by the nightmares I am having, I have more trauma in my life than just HG (what we call hyperememsis) Like I did ECT for three years for tx resistant depression. I have had many nightmares recently that I am being forced to do ECT. Which is legally impossible. Because you have to be off of any legal hold, have to sign yourself up for it, and my husband doesnt find it effective, and probably wouldnt let it happen to me.
But that is beside the point
So Thanksgiving happened. I cooked. I am a great cook. People said, it was the best Thanksgiving they had had in a long time. I served myself a plate and didnt eat one single bite. People asked why and I just blew off their questions. Super triggered. Panic for days. By monday I was very dehydrated.
I work in an ER, so I got another nurse to start an IV and got two bags of NS. I didnt even pee after that. In fact I havent even peed since I woke up today, come to think of it. But I cant keep asking my friends to hook me up, cause that just isnt right to put them in that postion and I dont have veins that I could start my own IV on. And really, I need to find a better solution.
I have eaten 1 poptart and 4 ravioli today. I have lost 55lbs since I got pregnant with my daughter.
This not eating/ dehydration thing is bad. I almost just want a g-tube, so I can just pump food directly into my stomach and not have to have it ever pass my mouth again. I have had many a nightmare or dreams of how to convince someone to do that.
I cant really go to the ER and tell them this story, I fear they will 51/50 me for gravly disabled, and keeping me for 3 days isnt going to make me eat and drink like magic. They will screw with my fine balance of meds. And it just wont be pretty in general.
I am at a loss. I am functioning. Going to work, doing chores around the house, keeping up appearances, taking care of my daughter. But if it has to do with vomiting, eating, or drinking, I just cant do it. And the social phobia and agoraphobia is a constant battle.
This was long thanks for reading my babble.
*Just a reminder my trauma was a disease during pregnancy called hyperemesis, where I vomited and dry heaved violently 30-40 times daily, had IV nutrition, central lines, sepsis, spent time in the ICU, had a preemie, and also didnt eat a single bite of food for months during the time i recieved the IV nutrition*
Today I was watching Iron Chef. I have watched the show a million times since giving birth. I watched the show WHILE I had hyperemesis. But today I was watching, and I can feel the triggering happening. I can feel the little bites of anxiety coming up. Then suddenly my life feels like it is collapsing in on me and everything is wrong and everybody criticizes me and disagrees with the way I do everything, and I am a crying mess. All because I watched Iron Chef. And it wasnt really the cooking part. It was the judging part, where they delicatly put the food in their mouths, and then tear apart every single detail of how it tastes and feels and then criticizes the cook. I cry writing that last sentence.
That makes me feel plain stupid. How can a disease during pregnancy make it almost impossible to watch channel 35? A channel almost anybody can watch? It feels so dumb.
My therapist says my PTSD is in the coming out phase, and that is why it keeps getting worse and worse.
My daughter was born, she was a preemie, then things got a little stable, but not for long because then she got meningitis, then we had to move, then something else happened I dont remember, and then finally things leveled out after like a year and a half of contstant distress, that is when PTSD starting coming down like a lead balloon. And by the nightmares I am having, I have more trauma in my life than just HG (what we call hyperememsis) Like I did ECT for three years for tx resistant depression. I have had many nightmares recently that I am being forced to do ECT. Which is legally impossible. Because you have to be off of any legal hold, have to sign yourself up for it, and my husband doesnt find it effective, and probably wouldnt let it happen to me.
But that is beside the point
So Thanksgiving happened. I cooked. I am a great cook. People said, it was the best Thanksgiving they had had in a long time. I served myself a plate and didnt eat one single bite. People asked why and I just blew off their questions. Super triggered. Panic for days. By monday I was very dehydrated.
I work in an ER, so I got another nurse to start an IV and got two bags of NS. I didnt even pee after that. In fact I havent even peed since I woke up today, come to think of it. But I cant keep asking my friends to hook me up, cause that just isnt right to put them in that postion and I dont have veins that I could start my own IV on. And really, I need to find a better solution.
I have eaten 1 poptart and 4 ravioli today. I have lost 55lbs since I got pregnant with my daughter.
This not eating/ dehydration thing is bad. I almost just want a g-tube, so I can just pump food directly into my stomach and not have to have it ever pass my mouth again. I have had many a nightmare or dreams of how to convince someone to do that.
I cant really go to the ER and tell them this story, I fear they will 51/50 me for gravly disabled, and keeping me for 3 days isnt going to make me eat and drink like magic. They will screw with my fine balance of meds. And it just wont be pretty in general.
I am at a loss. I am functioning. Going to work, doing chores around the house, keeping up appearances, taking care of my daughter. But if it has to do with vomiting, eating, or drinking, I just cant do it. And the social phobia and agoraphobia is a constant battle.
This was long thanks for reading my babble.