March Madness

It's March! Week twelve is underway, meaning I'm another day closer to the second trimester. But after the past three hours, I'm reminded that means absolutely nothing.

I had a record day yesterday -- no vomiting! Nausea, yes. But I saw not vomiting as a good sign-- possibly the beginning of a turnaround. Unfortunately, I was sorely mistaken. That optimism swiftly disappeared this morning at 5:30. And again at 6:15, 7 and 7:45. All of the fluid replenishment I managed to do yesterday is probably gone by now, so I've begun another slow climb back toward hydration.

I'm ticking off the things that aren't working today: Ginger Ale, Jell-o and Gatorade so far. I'm just trying old fashioned water right now and hoping for the best.