And it pretty much went like this:
Welcome to 12 weeks...now spend your evening vomiting up V-8 Splash.
But let's rewind a bit, shall we?
On Sunday, Buster and I went to church with my grandparents. Because of the derecho that hit a couple nights prior, the power was out. And it was close to 100 degrees outside. Inside, I have no idea. But it was absolutely stifling. No air flow (other than me fanning myself with the bulletin the entire time).
As the sermon went on, I felt it. A migraine. Lovely.
That night, I had the worst migraine of my entire life. I woke up at 2 a.m. crying. My head felt as if it had been split in two with an axe, and it was throbbing. I got very little sleep.
Monday morning (my 12-week milestone!), I went in to work. I looked and felt like a zombie. I was nauseated because of the migraine. No food sounded enticing. Neither did water. So, for lunch I had an egg biscuit and a big ol' glass of V-8 Splash. But I still felt like death.
I somehow managed to survive the day. I headed home at 4:30, and crawled straight into bed upon my arrival. Fetal position + cold compress + blankets over my head. Unfortunately I started to feel more and more sick at my stomach.
You know, the kind of sick that makes you wonder, "Do I need to take a shit, or throw up?" (I'm classy, I know). So, I sit on the toilet. Nothing.
Buster gets home (he went out to get me an old-fashioned ice bag and some Vick's... "natural" remedies I read online). I head out to the kitchen and decide I'm going to make myself some chicken noodle soup, hoping that it would help my queasy stomach.
I dump the soup in a bowl, throw it in the microwave, and immediately head to the kitchen garbage can. I proceed to vomit until nothing is left in my stomach, and I'm dry heaving like a frat boy who drank a fifth of whiskey the night before.
Needless to say, I won't be drinking any V-8 Splash for a while.
That was my first vomiting of this pregnancy. And I really hope it's the last.
Amazingly, after throwing up, my head felt a bit better. And my stomach felt 100% better. Not sure if I got sick because of the pain of the migraine, or if it was morning sickness, or a combination. Regardless, it was a rough night. But I still had my doctor's appointment to look forward to the following day...
(ooooh the suspense, right?)