Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Confusion

Okay so, this thing is kickin' my ass. That 'little' cold I got at the beginning of the week? Yeah, now I can't smell or taste anything. I'm totally confused on what I can and cannot take to help ease this cold. I've started my list of questions for the Doctor on Friday. Hopefully a good Doctor, not Doctor Jackass. I'm nervous about that appointment too. I have a feeling I'll be nervous for them all or at least until the first trimester is done.

So Chuck came to bed around 1 am this morning. He plugged his cell phone in, and it doesn't just beep, he does this 5 second little ditty. Yup. It was long enough to wake my butt up and keep it up. I think I got more sleep than I realized, but damn has my ass been draggin' today. Thank god he was sleeping because I was cursing him in my mind!

I'm going to go finish a show on my DVR, maybe, or I may just go lay in bed and catch up on shows from On Demand!

1 comments:

MGM said...

Oh man...with my first pregnancy I was so freakin' tired ALL THE FREAKIN' TIME. Wait... That was with BOTH pregnancies. But at least with the first one I didn't have a toddler preventing me from focusing 100 percent on myself. I worked full time, so it was still hard to nap, but I remember coming home from work and going straight to bed and not getting up again until I had to return to work the next morning.

As far as what you can take when you are sick with a cold. There are some things. Or at least one thing. You know, with my mom being a labor and delivery nurse she could tell me just about everything. Problem is, I can't remember what it was that was okay to take because I was too paranoid to take anything. I had a cold from hell at the time I suspected I could be pregnant with my son. It was too early to test, but I refused to take ANYTHING! It was MISERABLE!

If I haven't said it yet, HOLY CRAP, I can't believe you are pregnant!

And, I hate to say it, but it gets worse. It gets a lot worse. At least what you've got going really good for yourself is that you don't have to be the size of a beluga whale through the heat of the summer. I managed to time it so that I hit my last trimester just as the heat of a southern Missouri summer began to hit. With Son, December seemed an okay time to deliver, except that year it stayed 90 freakin' degrees until almost November. Since we conceived him in March, pretty much by the time I hit the second trimester it was miserable hot and stayed that way until the last 5 or so weeks.

My most vivid memory of being pregnant (both times) was how I was always so freakin' hot all the time!

Hope you feel well again soon.