my life is no longer my own
Hmmmmm, yes....no truer has this statement been.
I am but an incubator for the wee life that has taken over my gastrointestinal tract, my sensory organs and my poor poor breasts. I had been home less than a week and ended up back in hospital getting more fluid pumped into me because ,as for the last 6 weeks, I can't keep fluids down. Did I mention I was so dehydrated that they couldn't find a vein to put the drip in so they stuck me 4 times and now my hand looks like a junkie.
Yesterday I ventured outside for a while, I managed to go and see a movie with the mother, Merryl Streep really is a fabulous actor. I digress, the point was....the mother asked me how on earth I could be so tired after sitting down for 2 hours, to which I replied..."Well you see Mum, I'm kinda busy making eyelids and various other body parts right now!" anyhoo, this got her in hysterics and she asked me if other girls go around speaking like I do, how the hell would I know, I've barely gone outside for close to seven weeks because walking from one end of the house to the other is enough to make me collapse in a heap on the floor.
I'm sick of people giving me those *sighs* "Oh I wish you were able to enjoy your pregnancy, it's such a lovely time".....If it was such a lovely time I wouldn't be spending every other day hooked up, via big fuck off needles, to bags of sodium chloride, weeing in a cup and getting what little blood I have left sucked out into various small tubes with pretty coloured lids.
BHM is missing me, I miss him also. There has been talk of me just staying in Perth because the weather in Port Hedland has come into wet season and it's nothing to be around 45 degrees. Somehow, I don't think I could cope with that. Another wierd thing happened this week....as I haven't been able to work over the last few weeks...I had to ask BHM for money to make car payments etc, of course, this bought me to tears as I have ALWAYS looked after myself. He laughed and said I'm gonna have to get over it because this is just the way it is now. Which is true, but, there's a first time for everything and it was just very odd and a bit difficult for me. Ok, pregnant brain has set in.
Right, I've expelled all the bad stuff now.....lets see if I can start my day with some cereal or a plain english muffin perhaps.
I am but an incubator for the wee life that has taken over my gastrointestinal tract, my sensory organs and my poor poor breasts. I had been home less than a week and ended up back in hospital getting more fluid pumped into me because ,as for the last 6 weeks, I can't keep fluids down. Did I mention I was so dehydrated that they couldn't find a vein to put the drip in so they stuck me 4 times and now my hand looks like a junkie.
Yesterday I ventured outside for a while, I managed to go and see a movie with the mother, Merryl Streep really is a fabulous actor. I digress, the point was....the mother asked me how on earth I could be so tired after sitting down for 2 hours, to which I replied..."Well you see Mum, I'm kinda busy making eyelids and various other body parts right now!" anyhoo, this got her in hysterics and she asked me if other girls go around speaking like I do, how the hell would I know, I've barely gone outside for close to seven weeks because walking from one end of the house to the other is enough to make me collapse in a heap on the floor.
I'm sick of people giving me those *sighs* "Oh I wish you were able to enjoy your pregnancy, it's such a lovely time".....If it was such a lovely time I wouldn't be spending every other day hooked up, via big fuck off needles, to bags of sodium chloride, weeing in a cup and getting what little blood I have left sucked out into various small tubes with pretty coloured lids.
BHM is missing me, I miss him also. There has been talk of me just staying in Perth because the weather in Port Hedland has come into wet season and it's nothing to be around 45 degrees. Somehow, I don't think I could cope with that. Another wierd thing happened this week....as I haven't been able to work over the last few weeks...I had to ask BHM for money to make car payments etc, of course, this bought me to tears as I have ALWAYS looked after myself. He laughed and said I'm gonna have to get over it because this is just the way it is now. Which is true, but, there's a first time for everything and it was just very odd and a bit difficult for me. Ok, pregnant brain has set in.
Right, I've expelled all the bad stuff now.....lets see if I can start my day with some cereal or a plain english muffin perhaps.