One of my close friends that I'm in a couples' group with has infertility and just adopted her first child. I am very, very careful about how I approach the subject of pregnancy with her, because I understand that being around me must bring up some difficult emotions for her. I called to tell her individually that I was pregnant instead of making a group announcement, and I never bring up the subject of pregnancy or hyperemesis (which has decreased from severe to mostly mild/moderate for me now). If someone in our group asks me how I'm feeling, I answer them, but I try not to dwell on it because I know that my friend would understandably give just about anything to be in my place right now. I'm also very aware and avoid venting or even mentioning the hyperemesis on Facebook for the same reason.
In a blog post of random comments yesterday, my friend wrote this:
Pregnant women who complain incessantly about being pregnant...I have no patience. Complain to someone else about your miracle and its unpleasant side effects.
I'm not a fan of jumping to conclusions, so for the record, I can't say for sure that she was talking about me. But due to circumstances and timing, chances are pretty darn good that I'm at least on her list.
I can't win. I hardly leave my house, but I have made an effort to go to our group meetings even when I'm not feeling well, because the group leader said to come, even if I had to bring my barf bucket. It's obvious when I go to the bathroom to throw up, even though I try to walk around the long way so people don't notice. Sometimes I have to lay down on the couch on my husband's lap while we're having discussion, and I'm sure that I look like death sometimes. But I don't complain about it. Apparently my mere presence looking like death comes across as a complaint to her. I can't win.
Sometimes I just want to scream at people DO YOU REALIZE THAT THIS ISN'T MY FAULT? I'm truly not looking for sympathy, and in fact people who are overly sympathetic annoy me. But I hate it when I am blamed for "complaining" when all I am doing is EXISTING and struggling through this nasty illness doing the best that I can.



