My mom and brother hooked me up to IV fluids at home last night. After two bags, I felt much perkier, enough to eat a sandwich, and I went to bed hoping today would be better.
It's not better, though. I ate some breakfast and drank some liquid, but I lost most of that, so progress is not being made. I'm working my way through a glass now, but it's slow going. I need to try harder, or I'll be back on the IVs before the end of the weekend, but I have to force myself to take sips. It's miserable.
I guess this is the other shoe I was worrying about, since this pregnancy came relatively quickly. There are worse shoes, and I am mostly grateful not to have them. Doesn't make this easy to take, though.