*The OB gave me some meds to stop the constant gagging. Said meds make me, well, have another incredibly problematic issue which has led to me being forced to eat a huge amount of the NASTIEST food on earth, aka bran muffins. Horse food I tell you. Gag.
*I still puked anyway.
*I now need a new trashcan because, well, I threw up in the trashcan and just the sight of it is enough to induce more puke. LOL
*The good news it that I can testify that if you eat enough fiber eventually the other problem does go away.
*Resuming the housework has led to some rather interesting *discoveries*. Like cat hair clogging up the dishwasher. (Disgusting, I know.) How the hell do you get cat hair in the dishwasher anyway? Ha.
There you have it. The big excitement you are NOT missing over here.
I am nearing the end of week 13 and am desperately hoping for some sort of golden second trimester where I can actually go to yard sales.
Or, you know, do something besides puke in the trashcans.
Happy Friday y'all.