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Oct 10, 2006 19:59

So yes, a proper update.

I got up and was hit by a very extreme case of nausea, nothing I ever had before. It was laced with a pretty powerful migraine, and just walking over to the kitchen to get a glass of water was an effort. Jean must have heard my sloppy walking, and he immediately began to harp over my condition. Not that I mind it, he just doesn’t understand when I lay my head in between my legs to let the nausea pass, he thinks I’m going to throw up. Jean will learn though. Just the whole thing that’s bothering me is that I’m not allowed to touch any sort of pill, not even aspirin. I don’t know how I am going to survive.
But what I like most about Jean, is that he’s always right there with a glass of water, always ready to help me out. I don’t tell him a whole lot, but I appreciate all the little things he does for me.

So we both get to work, and the first thing I do? I look in one of my desk drawers for anything to eat. I’m trying to grow used to always having my stomach demanding to be re-filled, but today I felt rather embarrassed to have granola bar wrappers tossed across my desk as I was filling out paperwork. Around my eighth one, Fuery gets enough courage to ask why I am eating so much. Of course, this causes a outburst from Jean, knocking over his chair and flailing in the process. After his long speech of my pregnancy and how lovely it all was, he sat back down and shot me a childish grin. It seems as if this news permanently made him hyper.

Around eleven-thirty, I decided -- or, well, my body did -- to get lunch. So I asked Roy for permission to leave.. He just looks up from his work, looking rather distracted, and allowed to me leave. Something has to happen to lighten his paperwork load, he‘s losing himself within it.
So after eating until my heart was content, I sat outside a café to read a newspaper; and this is where Jean caught up with me. He went on how there was a much better café down the street. We talked for a while, and then went back to work. I was able to concentrate more, and felt no need to dive into my snack drawer again. I just started to have really odd cravings, like sour cream and gummy worms.

Anyhow, so after work I went shopping for some new clothes. Besides Hughes’ wife, the women that work there are honestly the friendliest women I ever met. I didn’t feel so out-of-place. So, now I am a proud owner of some maternity clothes. Hm.

I am going to see right now if I can take my uniform slacks and fix them in a way that allows a little more room into them. I know if someone looked at me directly, they wouldn’t be able to tell. But after looking at my profile in the mirror today, you can tell that something is there.

It’s one of the oddest feelings that I ever felt.

~Riza
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