Hi. My name is Kimberly Harkness. My story starts out with a couple who had been trying for a baby for almost 2 years. In early October 2010 after months and months of negative test I finally got a positive. We were so very excited!! Due to trying so long I had got 10 miu pregnancy test so I found out at 3 weeks I was pregnant. Everything was great then at 5 weeks I started getting nauseous a lot. Well I just thought hey this is morning sickness. Somewhere between 5-6 weeks I started actually getting sick. At 6 weeks I was really sick. Was drinking ice water between vomiting. Went to the ER many many times.

I had a nurse tell me to get over it and drink some ginger ale. I also had an ER doctor walk in the room and ask me what I wanted him to do about it? I was very upset and just went home after fluids and zofran shot. Around 7 weeks I stopped urinating almost completely. Well the ER yelled at me saying they needed a urine sample. I asked them how I could give them something that wasn't there? Well after a bag if fluid I was able to get a little urine out. Ketones were out the roof. Again another bag of fluids and zofran shot and I was sent on my way. Countless times of passing out and knowing I was dying I was finally 8 weeks. It was finally time for my first ob appointment. I had lost 22lbs from 5 weeks til 8 weeks. My doctor said baby looked healthy and on track but me not so much. Nurses were calling trying to get me a zofran pump and sent me home. Well I had to rush back to the ER that night which landed me at my doctors hospital an hour away. I stayed there for a week then went home on home health. I can not praise enough about my doctor and my home health nurses. They saved my life. But after many blown vein and still high ketones my nurse decides I needed a picc line. I got my first picc at 11 or 12 weeks.

Ahhh finally some relief but still very sick. Couldn't eat anything. Couldn't drink anything. Couldn't even swallow my own saliva. I was sent home with my new picc after stopping at my home health care office and given a new pump with lots and lots of meds. My doctor and nurses did everything they could to keep my alive. Although I basically stayed in bed 24/7 besides going to the doctor. My husband had to help me shower, dress, brush my teeth and clean me up after vomiting. He was even my live in nurse!

He was my everything. I couldn't do anything without him. My HG lasted from 6 weeks till 39 weeks when I delivered my son by scheduled csection. He was a perfectly healthy 6lbs 14oz 20 1/2 inches bouncing baby boy. I was so happy but still struck by what HG had done to me. He is almost 2 and HG still strikes fear in me. I lost about 40lbs during my pregnancy and still to this day weigh less then I did when I got pregnant. Thanks for reading my story. HG isn't normal no matter how many doctors tell you it is! Seek treatment and don't stop until you find it!

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