The nurse I hate don’t care for called Friday to let me know that my blood work was back.
- Nurse: We got your blood work back & the doctor wants you to continue on your current regimen.
- Me: Okay, did my levels go up at least?
- Nurse: (Big sigh) What were your levels before?
- Me: It was either 18.9 or 19.1 I can’t remember at the moment.
- Nurse: When are you coming in?
- Me: Tuesday.
- Nurse (big sigh) That means your chart is already pulled & A (the other nurse) doesn’t like me to mess with them.
- Me: …
- Me: Sorry about that.
- Nurse: Your progesterone level was 18.7
- Me: Oh, so it’s down a little.
- Nurse: …
- Me: Okay, see you Tuesday.
- Nurse: (hangs up phone)
So I have no idea what that means. It’s close to maintaining the level, but does that mean that it would have decreased further if I weren’t on it?
I did figure out today that I’m on a very low dose. I’m only using it once a day & it’s just 45mg/dose. A lot of women are using 50-100mg/dose twice daily & those on the pills instead of the cream or suppositories are taking up to 600mg daily. (Have I mentioned how glad I am that I don’t have to use the suppositories?)
I kind of wonder if she didn’t put me on a low dose just for that purpose. My level was actually pretty good, so maybe this is just to keep it that way? I know that progesterone levels fluctuate quite a bit. Someone on one of the websites I go to said hers went from 23 to 21.7 to 19 before going up again and her doctor said that was fine.
So, I have no idea what’s going on with my progesterone levels, but I do know that the “morning sickness” is madly in love with me & doesn’t want to leave my side. Still, it’s nothing like hyperemesis, but it’s still not fun.
I don’t even bother trying to eat before 2pm now. If I do, it just comes back up. After 2 I can generally keep food down & after 7pm or so I am usually able to eat without a problem. Friday night was different though. I finished my dinner & the smell immediately made me nauseous. I didn’t vomit, but I had to get as far away from the kitchen as possible.
Yesterday I tried to eat, but nothing sounds good & if I make myself eat when I’m not hungry I will get sick. So what did I do? Made myself eat a little & unfortunately threw up right after Misha got home.
You know what’s worse than throwing up? Throwing up with an empty stomach. You know what’s worse than that? Throwing up stomach acid when you have heartburn already. FML.
Zoë has decided that she is my caretaker so I’m going to go snuggle up with her.