Jan 19, 2010 11:11
Today I had my test for gestational diabetes, which is timed well since I also found out today that Tiny Holmes is showing at two weeks bigger then she should now. I should find out this week. We decided to switch to another clinic, its closer, its quieter, its cheaper, they offer private rooms for recovery, and we know foreigners who are happy with their births there, unlike St. Carlos (which is nice, don't get me wrong). So this was my last apt at St Carlos. I have my next appointment on Saturday with the new doc to discuss general things. Navigating the hospital today made me super glad to switch. I can find the Sanbooingwa fine now (obgyn) but when they send me for blood work and so on its a nightmare. They never tell me quite where to go, and they use different names then are written on the signs. Tiny Holmes is doing well, aside from being gargantuan. My blood pressure is up, but not in a danger zone, and I am sitting on a weight gain now of about 4-5kg. As far as how I feel.. well lets just say that I want to find a blossoming pregnant lady who glows and beams and doesn't ache and cry and push her down. My pelvis feels like its in a vice, my hips ache like you wouldn't believe, I am exhausted, and sleeping has become a struggle. (lay down on your side? HEARTBURN CITY lay down on your back, propped up to defeat heart burn that you have already taken tums for? HIPS OF FURY - BACK OF VENGEANCE. Its ok, it will all be worth it, and really, it got this bad before and then I managed to get in some good tub soaks over a weekend away and it really helped. We are planning on taking another weekend jaunt in a week or two so I can hold out until then I think. At least I don't get sick to my stomach anymore (unless I smell our cleaner), and I am not on bed rest, so though I am whiny as heck, I am still thankful. Today the ultrasound pic he gave me was of the face - a 3d image. Holy shit, there is actually a little person in there. It actually looks... human.