DRAMA!
That is the word that surrounds much of this pregnancy. Overall, I have really good pregnancies but this one has been one thing after another: debilitating migraines, trips to the ER due to migraines, an ultra sound scare at 20 weeks due to white spots on her brain, an ultra sound scare due to low AFI, early labor (contractions) where the doctor put me on meds to stop them, an allergic reaction to said meds, bed rest to stop contractions since I couldn't take the meds, a follow up with the doc and his nurse who seemed to want no responsibility for the fact that they did no testing to find out why I was contracting. So...what do I do?
FIRE the doctor and get a new one!
So I did. I am now back on Tricare Prime so that I could be seen at Andrews Air Force base. Guess what? I had an infection which was causing the contractions! Hmmm... Didn't I say to the previous dr-I've NEVER gone into pre term labor before? How do you know I'm contracting? I always have to be induced or induce myself? I cannot
stand it when doctors don't listen to you and think you don't know anything. Yes, I know they went to medical school where they learned everything about everything (insert sarcasm) but who walks, talks, and breathes in this particular body every single day? Why the arrogance? I'm not a combative person. I just want dialogue. You talk to me and I'll talk to you with respect! Oh well, needless to say, I am back to my Wonder woman stage. I'm big as a cow and I have lost a whole month of shows (I desperately need the money) and a month of ability to get stuff done.
But! I have learn that people are willing and ready to help. My children are capable of more than I let them do. Hahaha! Poor kids are doomed now! Prayer works. Why do I always have to be reminded of this? Oh yeah, cause I'm thick headed! My husband can handle much more than I let him do...(insert a sly smile!) And family rocks! I love mine. My SIL's in Alabama got together and figured out this whole time line on who could come when to help me. My SIL next door brought meals over for almost a whole week and took my little ones as much as she could AND pulled soccer duty for at least a week or more while her hubby was in Germany and mine? is owned by the Army and is never home to help! Yep, I'm a blessed little lady. I love my friends and family. I love my life. And I LOVE this beautiful little girl inside me. And I can't wait to meet her in person. :)
(Sorry no pics---boring huh?)
