The harsh reality of “severe morning disease” Load

Abi Stefenson’s article on Gravidarum – “severe morning disease” – has carried me through memories, confirmation and terror, and in the end, hope (do not call it morning disease: “Sometimes in my pregnancy, I wondered whether this death was coming to me”, July 31).

When I hear about the new pregnancy, I ask after the mother, and mention my condition in the early 1990s. Both ended with successful delivery, and I cannot imagine life without my child. But I wonder whether my daughter inherited her willingness to the disease throughout the pregnancy, just as I did from my mother.

It is great to think that there may be a safe medical option for her and many other women. I had many days and miserable nights with a sick bowl to deliver it, and eating CRISBI rice every 30 minutes, always, throw it again. I have cleaned that the sugary goodness of goodness will go through it in one way or another. For my second campaign, under pressure to return to work after a six -week satisfactory leave, I spent in the morning in the staff toilet before allowing him to home again for another month.

Nausea and vomiting began before testing a positive pregnancy and ended within hours of birth. It took a lot of persuasion for me to start the second pregnancy and never regretted, but the memories quickly fade.

Since then, I had a chemotherapy, making me so sick that I needed all anti -exhibition medications. But pregnancy was worse, perhaps because I did not expect the fighting to survive as part of the deal. Thanks, my father, for giving a voice to a cause that affects many of us, and causes the death of women during pregnancy – however it is ignored.
Dr. Wendy Bryant
Chapheel, Esix