The current state of Abby

I've been trapped in bed the past couple of days. I. Just. Don't. Feel. Well. Like, at all.
I have this unexplainable pain in every single part of my fleshy under the shirt areas. That might be going a bit too far..but I assure you, it's bad. Orion and I have been searching through every single one of my pregnancy books..and just can't come up with any solutions.
I have *zero* appetite. I had some yogurt and one slice of toast with grandma's jarred cherry jam for breakfast. That stuff's freakin good. That's it...and I was full.
Last night: I managed to at least make Orion some pigs in blankets and mac 'n cheese (I still can't stand to be in there cooking. ughhh the smells of cooking food *puke*). I ate 1 of these piggies that I usually love so much..and about 4 forkfuls of mac 'n cheese before calling it quits.
Dessert last night: oreo ice cream. Mmm..oreo friggin ice cream. Frig yes, right? Frig no. A few bites..and it, too..went to Orion.
Lunch yesterday: I've been craving a sandwich, right? I even wrote about it. I ate ehh..roughly half of it..and didn't even touch my pringles (*gasp*!) before handing it over to Orion.
Breakfast yesterday: Grapes..toast..and orange juice. I'd been craving the cold crispness of grapes! I ate about 5 and half of the toast. Again..it went to Orion. (I could keep going on and on like this, trust me.)
I still haven't eaten lunch yet today..and it's already past 4. I'm not sure if I'm even up for dinner at this point. I'd honestly rather sleep. Or stay curled up on the bed moaning about how much I hurt..but that I don't feel like it's bad enough to go to the hospital for. And besides.. I have an early morning appointment with my doctor on Tuesday anyway. Surely it can wait.

I feel so weak..and tired. So tired. I'm nauseous all day every day..but have not vomited as of yet. I want to..but I also refuse to.

It's breaking my heart that I can't stand to hold Calix..and have just been passing him off to Orion. Then he cries..he cries so hard for me. I try to snuggle with him a bit in bed..but he moves around so much that he has to be passed off. Mommy loves you, honey..but she's so sick. Please understand and don't give your daddy such a hard time..because he just loves you.