queenofhearts, posts by tag: pregnancy - LiveJournal

So, I went into the clinic and didn't see the doctor. I saw the nurse, who took my urine and then sent me to have my blood drawn. I told her that I came there because my OBGYN's office wouldn't call me back. So what does she do? While processing my urine, so calls over to that office and they tell her they did call me back and leave a message.

I say, bullshit. Unless my phone ate the message, I had my phone on all day waiting. And all day the next day too. No message or even a missed call. When the GP's office called me back (right away I might add), I got a message AND a missed call.

I'm a little pissed that she called over there, as if I were some lying kid doing something naughty by not going to my OBGYN to see if I was pregnant. She also told me I could follow up with the OBGYN. Oh really? What if I don't WANT to? I don't HAVE to have any doctor I want, and I really don't want one that can't be bothered to truly address what's going on.

This nurse didn't even listen to me either. I told her that I felt kicks, and she didn't ask for clarification or even really look at me. The fact that she called over to the other office shows me she thinks I'm crazy and that she doesn't really give a crap. If I treated my patients like that... Let's just say, I'd be a shitty nurse.

Now, the results to both tests were negative. Negative urine HCG, and a level of HCG in the blood that was below the set limit to be pregnant. However, I AM feeling kicks. I am not making this up, nor am I crazy. I don't even particularly WANT to be pregnant. That would leave me with a newborn and a very young baby entering toddlerhood. The thought scares me very much.

I'm going to ask them on Monday for an ultrasound. If they won't even give me that (because whether they believe I'm pregnant or not, SOMETHING is going on in there. Normal people don't walk around feeling like they're being kicked from the inside unless they're pregnant), I'm not even going to deal with Peacehealth anymore. There is a problem. Whatever it might be, something isn't right and I just want to figure out what it is.

To be able to feel kicks, I have to be probably at least 14-16 weeks or more. So I'm wondering if it's possible that HCG isn't very detectable in later pregnancy due to the declining need in it to sustain pregnancy. Once you get past the first trimester, the chances of miscarrying is veryvery slim, therefore your body doesn't feel as much meed to make HCG. Then again, there are some people, though few, who aren't detectable by blood or urine and are still pregnant.

Still, it's scary. Time passes, and if something is wrong in there, how will I know?

Work was... indescribable. I had two people fall, a nurse leave two hours early and leave the entire floor to me (it has two sides, therefore, two nurses) during which one of her patients fell, we only had two CNAs where we SHOULD have three, thus I helped though my back already hurt and further hurt my back so that I'm hunched over like an osteoporitic granny, and then all those busy little things in-between makes for a very stressful day.

Granted, the nurse was coming back the next day at 6AM, but here's what I think of that. If you CHOOSE to work evening shift and then come back and work days, it's your choice and though you get kudos for working extra shifts, you don't get my sympathy. You don't have to choose to work when you KNOW you have to work early the next day. So leaving two hours early and me to cover all the patients, wherein I deal with all the medications they might want and now the paperwork and headache of a fall... Makes me a bit pissy.

Just to note, fall paperwork is a: huge packet, calling the family, notifying the doctor by either fax if there's no injury or call if there is, vital signs, steps to rectify the reason behind the fall and fix it, and what amounts to double charting of the entire event in the patient's chart as well.

Sucks. Sucks hardcore.

But I got to go to my grandma's afterward and pick the sweet baby up. And she fed me wonderful dinner.

Now I'm here, nearly 2am, and should get my butt in bed.

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Life seems to be relatively good lately. I'm gradually sliding into full-time at work again and find that I'm (gasp!) enjoying it. I had forgotten what it was like to work non-pregnant. I find I'm not super tired anymore, more tolerable, and just over-all more energized. It's beautiful to be back to normal.

Having sisyphean and her Pudjie living with us is awesome. I worried it might be weird for all of us at first, but we've just slid seamlessly into a 'family' of sorts and it's like she's always been there.

Aaron is now two months old and getting bigger by the day. I'll have some more pictures to bombard you all with as soon as we finish a roll. Plus, we had professional pictures taken that'll be back on the 13th. If our scanner is working, I'll scan them in. Aaron's are so cute.

I definitely find I'm much more motivated now that I'm not pregnant. I can juggle more and not feel lazy or overwhelmed. So I fully intend to keep this writing RP going for as long as I can. I'm really excited and looking forward to writing steadily again.

I'm feeling much more social now too, I noticed. During pregnancy, the farther I got along the less I wanted to be around other people on a regular basis except my family and Jim. So I'm looking for more communities to join and people to add.

And it's nearing 3am. I've got to get some charting done here and then I think I'll update again because I'm not near done with the rambling.

Whelp, I go in tomorrow night to be induced since Aaron hasn't made his appearance yet. I went in to my 41 week appt today and my BP was 142/104 with some protein in my pee-pee. Doc says that means I'm just starting to develop toxemia, which isn't healthy.

My body is still not *quite* ready to give birth, but they have medicine they're going to give me overnight for that and see then if I need the IV stuff come morning.

I'm nervous and excited and aaaahhhh! I was hoping he would come on his own, but with my BP doing funky stuff I don't want him to stay in any longer. Neither does the doctor.

And I'm on bed rest until tomorrow night, so I have to get back to the bed. But I thought I'd update and tell you all. Next time I post it will hopefully be with baby pics!!

(trudges back to bed and is glad she wasn't one of the poor moms who developed toxemia early on and was in bed for weeks)

Today is my due date and... no baby. As a matter of fact, my doctor said it could possibly be another week. Baby isn't down there far enough in my pelvis yet.

Just don't let him come while Jim is away! All my back-ups are going on vacation. Mom, my grandma, my aunt... All at the same time. O_O I think right now, my biggest fear is having him alone, not the anticipated pain.

Had Chinese food today. Yum. Best thing about Chinese food is that you can always have left overs for tomorrow. So I know what I'm having for lunch already. :)

Hope everyone had a good 4th (for those that celebrate ^^). I went to a barbacue at my grandma's and then went up to my parents to light off fireworks. Had much-o fun.

And sisyphean and remus_no_miko are leaving me and going to Montana with mom! :( I will have no one to visit. Maybe I'll go up there and just visit your dogs. >:D I want to steal their dogs anyway, they're so damn cute. But in any case, have fun Britt. And keep drinking that juice and water and taking your pills. :P

... I really just want to go to bed. I'm tired all the time. I think I will. :/

So hooooooooooooot. Can't sleep. People are lighting off fireworks already. Can't they wait until the 4th? It's more fun that way anyway. Jeez.

I don't think I ever did mention on here that I have a condition brought on by pregnancy that makes me itch damn near non-stop. In order to sleep I have to take Benadryl. That hasn't kicked in yet. The top of my feet and my shins hurt now because I itch so much. ^_^; When your boobs itch in public, too, it really sucks.

And of course there is the fatty fingers and swollen ankles and feet. As I sit here, my feet get fatter by the moment.

Lalalala. Still no baby.

We are now fully moved into the new house and just now have the computer up and working again. I really love the house. It feels like home. And we've finally got things cleaned up so it looks more like a place, than a place with boxes all over. ^^;

I am today, 39 weeks. NO BABY. I get plenty of lovely pains all the time, but none that I can count and time as real contractions. I am due July 5th. ONE WEEK. And still, Aaron thinks he needs to bake some more.
I am getting very uncomfortable and cranky.

His room is all done. <3 It looks cute. I would take pictures, but we don't have a digital camera and so you all wouldn't see them for... years likely.

I never realized how terrible hot weather is until you're 9 months pregnant. I can hardly stand the heat. @_@ Hee. And I can't seem to get through a day anymore without laying down for a while or taking an actual nap. I feel like a toddler. XD

... I am so hormonal right now. Mood swings all over. Right now I miss talking to everyone. Even though I don't have much to say that isn't baby-related. :/ I've had a few writing sparks via character thoughts, but haven't actually done anything about it.

Aw hell. I'm so restless now. I want out of the house. I want to go do something with Jim because his day off yesterday we did things around the house ALL DAY. I'm on maternity leave until the beginning of August and I don't want to do house stuff. -_- Especially not because today Jim has to go to bed at 6PM to get up at 2AM and be gone driving. He isn't off again until the 3rd and 4th.

But he has to mow the lawn. (sigh) Which is a good thing, I know, and I'm happy he does stuff that needs to be done. But I'm fat and pregnant and I haven't got much in the way of patience anymore.

I want cookies.

And if this baby comes while he's working, I'll cry. My mom and aunt said they'd be in there with me because I don't want to be alone... But Jim wants to be there and I want him to be there. Anymore, I'm thinking this baby will have to be induced anyway. Because of the gestational diabetes the doc said I'm okay to go to 40 weeks (baby is a normal size; yay for watching blood sugars), but I don't think he wants me to go past that.

Um. End rant? ^_^;;;

Coooookies... I might have to go to the store.

I can't sleep! I want to be sleeping, but all I do is toss and turn in bed. I don't want to wake Jim up as he is sleeping very well (snoring proves that), so here I am. Sitting on the computer at nearly 6AM and wishing I could've slept more.

I'm kinda bored. And annoyed at my pregnant diabetes diet because I want a hot fudge sundae and I can't friggin' have one!!! Blaaaaaaaaah. I want ice cream period. I wonder if they have sugar free out there that tastes good still...

Pregnancy hormones are like a rollercoaster. I get so much more irritated so much faster than I ever have. Sometimes people just irritate me when they look at me. I could have a perfectly good day and then suddenly be irritated for no reason. Or upset. Or want to cry. Or be insanely restless. I want to be out moving all the time, but I can't, because I get too tired too fast and my ankles swell up.

AHHHHHH!!!

But I talked to my friend on the phone who just had her baby March 31st and could hear the little girl in the background. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

It sucks though, how much pregnancy limits you. You can't lift this or bend this way or even put your own shoes on comfortably. If I sit back in the couch, getting up again is really hard. I can't just go hiking or camping or traveling like I could before.

And while this diet isn't THAT bad, dammit, if I want a candybar or ice cream or fried food... I WANT IT. And I can't have it. Because it'll raise my blood sugar and the baby could turn out to be giant.

Never come to Longview and eat at Stuffy's II. They made Jim throw up with their evil oysters and they gave me bad stomach pains and tons of gas for three days. Plus they're slow and rude.

It looks like it's going to be another gorgeous day here. The sun is already starting to rise. I definitely want to be out in it.

My mind skips around like a helium filled balloon.

I have a stupid headache. And I think I'm hungry.

I'm ALWAYS hungry.

And damn am I so impatient lately. I want to do everything I want to do RIGHT NOW.

(wanders off)

This is kinda cool, yet scary. I'm 30 weeks now and that belly is just about right on because I'm all out front. But when you get to 40 weeks, I'm thinking, how the heck can I manage with a belly that big?!

http://www.umm.edu/pregnancy/9mont…

I'm actually updating. The combination of laziness and work... at 7 1/2 months pregnant makes me want to sleep aaaaaaaaall of the time that I possibly can. And when I'm not sleeping and Jim isn't working, I just want to hang with him. And dream about more naps.

Jim and I found a bigger house and it looks like we're going to get it. It's not the greatest house in the world, it needs painting and the basement carpet has stains... But I'm really feeling like painting the house if we do get it. The room that would be Aaron's has blue carpet and blue curtains, so how convenient is that? :) Our room has hardwood flooring in it. I love that. I wish the whole house had it. And the kitchen is tiny, but it's cute and looks out into the woods while you do the dishes. Since summer is coming and that means lots of sunshine, I'm looking forward to that. It would be much nicer than looking out into the street.

Not to mention... here is ghetto. Druggies and people up at 3am screaming outside. The neighbor across the street is a really weird woman too, and I swear she spies on us. When Jim got up at 2am to go to work, she called him just to say she still has his saw. Does the woman sleep?? Plus, she noted that I go to work earlier and when Jim had nights off, he'd stay up all night and then sleep with me. Freak. Find something better to do with your life.

Not to mention, she has a tenant in her apartment bulding there that has a dog that jumps up in the tree outside the place and gets stuck. Crazy dog.

I'm getting so much bigger I hardly recognize myself. And I've still got a ways to go with the whole baby growing thing. If I think my back, butt, and tummy hurt now...

Plus, I found out I have gestational diabetes, so I had to overhaul my whole diet. No more fried, fatty foods and no more concentrated sugars. The diet isn't so bad, but it's hard when you crave a candybar or a hot fudge sundae and you can't have it. Still, if it means the baby stays healthy and isn't 12 pounds or so... I'll do it. Plus, it's only a couple more months, as this almost always goes away after the birth of the baby.

Everything baby-wise is going good. He's measuring right where he should be so if I eat good, I'm keeping my fingers crossed he isn't so enormous I have to have a C-section. >.>

It's crazy how fast your stomach pops out though. Clothes that fit one day, don't fit a couple of days later. It's kinda discouraging and the raging pregnancy hormones make it hard not to feel fat. Luckily, though, I've only gained 18 pounds and I plan to keep it as low as possible. But I hate having to buy so many new clothes all the time.

Umm... poo. Writing. I think about it, but I never do it. I'm just so tired all the time. Making the effort to even do journal entries when I have a spare moment is hard to get motivated to do, as is noticeable by the lack of entries lately. I want to overhaul Midnight Blue, but I almost think it would be better if I just concentrated on my personal writing. That way no one would be waiting on me to write.

I dunno. I'll take ishte's advice though and just relax. It'll come back to me when it's meant to. Right now the focus is on the baby and getting all prepared for him. When I can settle into a groove... I really hope to find some way back into writing.

This new auto-save on LJ saved my sanity. I accidentally closed out of my window and was about so sob when I logged back in... but there it was!! (kisses LJ)

Man... I crave a really good wild chat. Or a night out with a bunch of friends just talking about crazy stuff. I truly wish I could get together with you all sometime. This pregnancy stops me from traveling right now though... so I get to miss a lot of good stuff, like weddings...

I'd better get off to bed. I have to get up early tonight to go talk to the lady that owns the house we want to rent. Hopefully it'll be to come back and say all is well and we get it. I really HATE moving, but it'll be worth it. The neighborhood is so nice, great to raise kids in and the house is bigger. It just feels better and more airy than the one we're in too.

So here's to hoping!