There's a new baby to speak of. Not mine..don't worry. My brother and his wife welcomed Madden Jeremy into the world New Year's morning. Just a little guy..but oh so precious.
There's also a death to speak of. A few of you may already know who Gabriel was..but those who don't, I'll explain. He was my mom's boyfriend's boyfriend..and also a family friend of sorts. He had AIDS and was suffering through it for years. Anyway, he passed away New Year's evening..and all I can say to that is shit. However, at least he's no longer suffering.
Amanda asked how my doctor's visit went yesterday. Well, we went in around 2:45 and because the doctor I prefer to see happens to be the most thorough of them all, we waited in the stinking waiting room till a little after 4pm. I told her about the cramping I get if I'm on my feet doing things for more than 10 minutes. She ran a few tests on me in the room..and then checked to see if I'm dilated. No to the dilation. However, I'm 25% effaced and my cervix is soft..and yes, the kiddo's head is down. We're probably looking to deliver within the next couple of weeks, she said. I told her about wanting to be on bedrest with a suggestion that Orion be home to help out with Calix and other things. She said they've done that before..but she needs to have me go down to labor and delivery to monitor contractions for a little while. Okay, I said..and we went.
They stole my urine to run tests on. Not preeclamptic. Not yet anyway. So that's a relief (dude, I gained 6 pounds. 6!!! *pounds* in 2 weeks. and ya know..I'm not a fan of that.). and then they stole 5 tubes of blood to run tests on. We had to stay until the blood work came back and a doctor gave us the okay to leave. The nurse said anywhere from 1-3 hours. It was 5pm at this point..but we said okay. I didn't pack milk or anything for Calix to munch on besides some friggin animal crackers because I had no idea a small doctor's visit was going to last until way past his bedtime.
They strapped me down to monitor the baby..and threw a stupid blood pressure cuff on me and had that thing go off every 10 minutes. I was starting to have flashbacks from when I was in the hospital for 5 days with Calix. They had me lay on my left side and not move..at all. I was bored..*so* bored..and the hours creeped by. Around 8pm, another nurse came in and had me roll over onto my right side which came as a small relief because ya know..my friggin hips were about to give out. Calix was getting fussy (oh, I forgot to mention that while in the doctor's office he was running around and tripped..then fell face first into a computer desk leg leaving an oh so wonderful red and blue dent/bump/bruise and making him and me cry) because he was tired tired tired and hungry hungry hungry. So I sent Orion out to drive him around and pick him up some chicken nuggets or something. 9pm came and went..and I'm starting to get pissy. Another new nurse was on and she said the lab didn't even have any blood from me. What what what?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?! She went down to straighten it all out. They found my blood work and it all came back free and clear of anything they were looking for.
I had to pee something fierce by this point..and I also hadn't eaten anything since noon. I was *not* a happy pregnant lady. She unstrapped me so I could go potty..and when I came back, she didn't strap me back in. I wanted to leave. I really wanted to eat. We couldn't leave..because we were still waiting on this..this doctor that was taking his sweet ass time. 10pm..Calix is asleep in his stroller. 10:15pm..the nurse comes back and threatens to hook me back up to all of those machines *for nothing* (I didn't have 1 single contraction the entire time)..so I flip out.
"I didn't wanna do this but...we need to hook you back up"
"NOOOO!!!!"
Orion asked what was going on and I said
"they're trying to hook me back up because asshole doctor is taking FOREVER to get here! I'm tired..I'm hungry..and I just want to go the fuck home!" and then I took off my sweater and threw it..cause she was going to hook me back up, right? "I'm seriously about to cry!"
The nurse dropped everything and left. I scared her. She came back a few minutes later and said "adios" and I felt bad. I was like "I'm sorry..I'm not trying to take it out on you, it's just that they told us it was only going to take 1-3 hours and we've been here for 6." She gave me a dirty look and I just knew I was "that patient" of the day. Look, I would have held still and not said anything if I were there for a PURPOSE. But I wasn't. It was just getting ridiculous.
She said he was on his way in and would be here in 15 minutes..but who knew what that really meant. We could stay and try to get a note for Orion's chain of command to let him stay home with me..but she couldn't promise anything. GREAT!! My doctor..the one who said she'd write us that note..had been long gone by now. I said I would call her in the morning and see if we could still get it..and we were gone.
We pulled up to Wendy's around 10:45 (like hell I'm going home and cooking anything this late). Mmmm fries.
Calix didn't get to bed until 11..and I didn't fall asleep till about midnight.
We're not allowed to have any sex until the baby's born..which bothers me.
Two nights ago, I got all hormonal and chopped my hair off. I'm not even kidding. I felt it was a great idea at the time..and I seriously chopped 9-10 inches off. I was about 3-4 inches away from having it touch my butt, too. And really..I just needed a trim. It now sits at my shoulders. I don't know why I do this to myself..I suck at cutting hair. But anyway..here it is:
One last thing. A couple of you asked what we still needed for Maddox. Besides clothes?
Maddox's Registry
Anything else can be found there. We're selling Calix's 1 person stroller and upgrading to a 2 little people stroller..and the crib is also about to be taken care of via my mom and her boyfriend (gramps). I just ordered a bunch of stuff from it a few days ago..but there's still a few odds and ends.
Calix is pulling clothes out of my drawers.
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