HG

HG

A Poem by RBrmdz
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Hyperemesis Gravidarum

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The sweat drips down my face

Mixing with the vomit and tears

The white porcelain is cold and dirty

The burning in my chest hurts less

Than the burn in my eyes from lack of sleep

Its 4am

Everyone locks their bedroom doors

Trying to shut out the sound of my retching

Im shaking with effort pushing myself of the floor

The sweat is ice cold

but im trembling from the sobs

I drag myself to bed a wet sticky mess

I pray and doze off

I wake to gagging again

Its 630am

Im alone in my pain and my thoughts

bubbling movement in my belly

make me wonder what the baby will look like

And i cry into my dirty porcelain pillow

I wake at 810am

The toilet seat stuck to my cheek

I cough and it begins

too exhausted to fight

I lay on the shower floor

imagining what its like for others

I hope too many don't suffer the same

black spots blur my vision

losing the ability to move my limbs

Its time for another er visit

© 2018 RBrmdz


Author's Note

RBrmdz
helpher.org

Hyperemesis gravidarum (HG) is a severe form of nausea and vomiting in pregnancy. It is generally described as unrelenting, excessive pregnancy-related nausea and/or vomiting that prevents adequate intake of food and fluids. If severe and/or inadequately treated, it is typically associated with:
loss of greater than 5% of pre-pregnancy body weight (usually over 10%)
dehydration and production of ketones
nutritional deficiencies
metabolic imbalances
difficulty with daily activities

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I remember my sister during her pregnancy suffering from that, not good at all, not something nice at all! what caught me during Your poem two things, how You've descried the loneliness of this pain, and it's true because it's You, Your pain and Your baby, then the second verse, how everyone locked their doors... It hurts, my dear, that some can be this selfish and insensitive, I felt hurt for You...
I know when Your child came to this world, it all disappear by the wondrous feelings of motherhood, and the mysterious heavenly bond between You and Your little baby.

Bless You my friend, for the woman and mother You are~

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RBrmdz

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Thank you so much for your feedback. It is a very lonley experience and i am at my lowest in those t.. read more



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I remember my sister during her pregnancy suffering from that, not good at all, not something nice at all! what caught me during Your poem two things, how You've descried the loneliness of this pain, and it's true because it's You, Your pain and Your baby, then the second verse, how everyone locked their doors... It hurts, my dear, that some can be this selfish and insensitive, I felt hurt for You...
I know when Your child came to this world, it all disappear by the wondrous feelings of motherhood, and the mysterious heavenly bond between You and Your little baby.

Bless You my friend, for the woman and mother You are~

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

RBrmdz

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your feedback. It is a very lonley experience and i am at my lowest in those t.. read more

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Added on August 7, 2016
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Tags: Hyperemesis, sickness, pregnancy, gravidarum

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