Vy-mins, as Judah says
I had my post-partum visit last week with my midwife. It went pretty well. I have another follow-up when we get back from Texas, to get fitted for a diaphragm (I’m sorry, was that too much? we have to do something in the meantime before the vasectomy) and to see how I’m dealing with the semi-brutal postpartum depression I’ve been going through.
Partly due to the pp depression, partly due to my habit of not being a breakfast eater (why eat when you can sleep in that much longer?), and partly due to forgetting, I haven’t been eating as well, or as much, as I should. While this is good for dropping the baby weight, it’s not all that good for my health. My midwife wants me to take a prenatal vitamin or its equivalent, a calcium supplement, and due to my low hemoglobin levels, an iron supplement, every day.
I went to bed last night with a little scratchy spot on my throat and woke up with it this morning. I had a cold a couple of weeks ago that lasted for only a couple of days, and Joshua’s not been feeling well the last few days. The scratchy throat, as I’ve learned, is an early precursor to a cold or a full-blown sinus or respiratory infection, depending on how aggressive I am in taking care of myself after the onset of scratchy throat. Considering I’m getting on a plane, by myself, with two small children, at 6:30 on Friday morning, I’m going to kick this thing’s ass, NOW.
I told Joshua about scratchy throat, and he pulled together a little cup with my vitamins and supplements, including vitamin C and garlic and echinacea and God knows what else, for me while I got showered and dressed this morning. I also have an aversion to swallowing pills. I’m talking, an aversion. As a matter of fact, i chose a liquid iron supplement and a chewable multi-vitamin (okay, I’m sharing Judah’s Flintstones, I’ll admit). But the rest - oh, the rest - are your health store horse pills.
So imagine my fear this morning when I looked into my little ramekin with my plethora of exciting shapes and sizes. I did it though - only thought I was going to have to call 911 for choking twice. And now, every time I burp, it tastes kind of like I had Italian food for breakfast. That’s gross.
October 17th, 2006 at 9:01 am
A diaphragm? So retro!
Don’t worry, my doctor told me 2 Flintstones a day were just fine (I take the Flintstones with Iron) and she even admitted that MOST of her pregnant patients, especially the ones with morning sickess, do so.
October 18th, 2006 at 9:11 am
Judah’s pretty upset that, while I get a whole one, she only gets a half. She feels cheated every time.
October 18th, 2006 at 7:35 pm
when i was little, my little friend and i gorged ourselves on flinstones.
these days, there’s these gummi vitamins at trader joe’s that are very tasty. there’s also chewy chocolate calciums. yum!
poor judah! i can’t think of a clever way around this. tell her that you had a baby, so you get a whole vitamin.
October 21st, 2006 at 12:52 am
I know this is an old post, and you might not see this, and your cold might be dead by now anyway, but here in Scotland we have a remedy that oh-my-gosh seriously works. A hot toddy (totty? toady?). Mix hot water with whisky, honey and some cayenne pepper and drink the entire thing (make it a half tumbler-full size, or a small cup size). The whisky is the key so make sure there’s enough whisky to kinda burn your germs off your throat.
It’s kinda disgusting but it really works.