My mom woke me at 7:15 a.m. this morning asking me if I was better, and I said, "I don't know, I just woke up." Compared to yesterday, however, I felt a lot better. The nausea, which was probably a 7/10 yesterday, was now a 1/10 (still there, but not enough to do anything serious). I scrambled an egg and was able to eat it with no problem. In fact, I didn't throw up a single time today, and for that I was extremely grateful. My appetite was still a bit on the low side, however, and I knew not to eat a big meal for fear of aggravating my stomach further. The biggest problem: generalized fatigue and a pounding headache. Obviously I'm not 100% better yet, but I feel well enough to return to work and sent a text to Dr. O telling her so. In all four years of med school, I've never been so sick as to miss two days of school/work, and quite honestly, I'm a bit tired of spending all my time at home. I need to get out for a bit.
I can honestly say though, that after all this, I definitely feel more empathy for my patients who come to the ER complaining of nausea and vomiting. Especially that girl from Harris who had hyperemesis gravidarum for all three of her pregnancies...I don't know how she did it.
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