Today I had to go to the cardiologist in the first time in over a decade. Dr. W wanted me to have a specialist on board to oversee my VSD while I am pregnant and packing on the fluid. You could tell I didn't belong in the office. Everyone was either over 70 or getting there. Half the patients were in a wheelchair. If I stood too close to another patient the staff at the office thought we were together. The nurse who checked me in and looked over my health history called me a "breath of fresh air" after she did my EKG. I can imagine.
Dr. T is awesome, I really like him. He's funny and he explained everything and I felt like he was listening to me when I answered his questions. He wants me to have an Echo in a month and come see him in a month. He said he would probably monitor me throughout my pregnancy just because you add on another 25% of blood when you are about to have a baby and his concern is pressure on those 2 little holes. He said he doesn't want me to bust into CHF. Yeah, me neither! He also said I'll probably have to take antibiotic before I deliver just like before I get my teeth cleaned. It's just another thing, but luckily I really liked Dr. T!
Okay, Lil Boop, enough of that. Can we talk about all of these symptoms I have been having? Seriously, my left boob is huge, both boobs are sore, I'm nauseated 90% of the day, and I have already put on a few unneeded pounds! I feel like since I am already slightly overweight for my height that I won't need to put on as many pounds during this pregnancy. I am also looking into Wilson's Fitness so when I have energy back maybe I can go to aerobics classes. That's another thing: NO ENERGY. I am completely spent. Just going to the doctor today, picking up a package at the Post Office, and dropping off the house payment makes me want to curl up in bed. On Monday I had a burst of energy throughout the day and it was amazing. I rocked at work without going home early, did the dishes, and didn't fall asleep on the couch before 7 o'clock!
Okay, so sore boobs, nausea, no energy, and PEEING ALL THE TIME. I kid you not I wake up twice at night to pee and during the day it's even worse. I am so tired of going to the bathroom and everything I read says it's only going to get worse. I am having trouble imagining peeing more than I am peeing now. It's pretty ridiculous. I already had 1 bladder infection, I guess from trying to hold it for too long. I'm supposed to drink more fluids and pee more often without trying to hold it. HA!
I had a couple weeks of food aversion, where nothing looked good or tasted good. Now, at 7 weeks, I am beginning to start craving certain foods, even if the feeling comes and goes quickly. On the way home I thought about stopping to get Chipotle, chinese food, a chicken sandwich from Hardees, and totally forgetting about fast food and making a grilled cheese at home. Ultimately I stopped at McDonalds because all the thoughts about food and realizing I hadn't eaten any lunch made me feel rather woozy.
Lil Boop, one more thing before I go: your dad is amazing. I could not have picked a better husband. He is ornery as hell, but ever since the MC he has been absolutely amazing and caring with me in his own, special way. Be it coming home and making me dinner and serving it to me on the couch, or dealing with my abrasive (and frequent) mood swings, he is awesome. I'm pretty sure last night before I went to bed I told him he could sleep on the couch that night. When I woke up to pee in the middle of the night, there he was curled up next to me, and today hasn't said a word about it. I love that boy. He is going to be an AWESOME daddy!
Biscuit and I Curled Up on the Couch
(Probably around 8 o'clock at night!)
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