Twilight Years - 12 Weeks
So I figured at 23 I didn't need to worry about things like high blood pressure, elastic pants, and gray hair. Aparently I was wrong.
Here's one for the "humliations during pregnancy list" - today I had to go pick up a jug at the lab in the hospital - for guess what... pee. Lots of pee. Even though I've sworn up and down to my doctor that my elevated blood pressure is due to doctor anxiety (nothing personal!), she doesn't believe me, hence I must pee into a jug for 24 hours straight. I have a feeling that's not going to be too much fun during my nightly batrhoom runs. I guess I'd rather have a doctor that is overly cautious than not - especially after came home after my doctor visit and freaked myself out by reading in my pregnancy books about chronic hypertension and preeclampsia, both of which sound much worse than having to pee into a jug all day. And on the bright side, the kind man at the lab spared me from having to carry my enormous jug past all the people waiting at student health services by providing a nonconspicous black plastic bag.
So the prelude to all this was my doctor visit on Wendsday, which went pretty well, although I'm discovering that, and maybe it's just this stage in pregnancy, I fear the worst all the time. I had to wait in my doctor's office for a while, and by the time she got there, I had figured whatever bad news she had, she must want to tell me with my clothes on, so it must be really bad. Oy, what am I going to do for the next 6 months? No wonder my blood pressure is so high.
Not all was bad at the doctor, I did have another ultrasound, which was awesome. The baby is moving around (although I can't feel anything yet), and it really looks like a baby instead of a peanut.
Last weekend my mom, Emily, and I went up to Spokane in search of maternity clothes (the only choice in Pullman is Wal-Mart) - turns out there aren't a lot of choices in Spokane either, but I got a lot of really cute stuff that is still a bit big, but much more comfortable than my regular jeans - elastic pants - who knew? We had a great time and stayed in a hotel - which we took full advantage of, complete with an ice cream run at midnight. Not my fault, we were watching the food chanel, what do you expect? I also stayed up way too late absorbing TV, which we don't have at home, and I was shocked and disturbed to find shows such as The Fresh Prince and Roseanne on, get this, Nick at Night! Whaaaaa? When I remember watching Nick at Night, everything was in black and white, now it's shows I remember watching when they were on in prime time. I did recently find my first gray hair, so I guess I'm getting up there. And I now understand why my mom lables hers "Katies" - because I know this one belongs to Emily.
The sad thing is that I can't even dye my hair now due to the pregnancy, so I guess I'll wear my gray hair as a badge of motherhood - I've earned it.
Here's one for the "humliations during pregnancy list" - today I had to go pick up a jug at the lab in the hospital - for guess what... pee. Lots of pee. Even though I've sworn up and down to my doctor that my elevated blood pressure is due to doctor anxiety (nothing personal!), she doesn't believe me, hence I must pee into a jug for 24 hours straight. I have a feeling that's not going to be too much fun during my nightly batrhoom runs. I guess I'd rather have a doctor that is overly cautious than not - especially after came home after my doctor visit and freaked myself out by reading in my pregnancy books about chronic hypertension and preeclampsia, both of which sound much worse than having to pee into a jug all day. And on the bright side, the kind man at the lab spared me from having to carry my enormous jug past all the people waiting at student health services by providing a nonconspicous black plastic bag.
So the prelude to all this was my doctor visit on Wendsday, which went pretty well, although I'm discovering that, and maybe it's just this stage in pregnancy, I fear the worst all the time. I had to wait in my doctor's office for a while, and by the time she got there, I had figured whatever bad news she had, she must want to tell me with my clothes on, so it must be really bad. Oy, what am I going to do for the next 6 months? No wonder my blood pressure is so high.
Not all was bad at the doctor, I did have another ultrasound, which was awesome. The baby is moving around (although I can't feel anything yet), and it really looks like a baby instead of a peanut.
Last weekend my mom, Emily, and I went up to Spokane in search of maternity clothes (the only choice in Pullman is Wal-Mart) - turns out there aren't a lot of choices in Spokane either, but I got a lot of really cute stuff that is still a bit big, but much more comfortable than my regular jeans - elastic pants - who knew? We had a great time and stayed in a hotel - which we took full advantage of, complete with an ice cream run at midnight. Not my fault, we were watching the food chanel, what do you expect? I also stayed up way too late absorbing TV, which we don't have at home, and I was shocked and disturbed to find shows such as The Fresh Prince and Roseanne on, get this, Nick at Night! Whaaaaa? When I remember watching Nick at Night, everything was in black and white, now it's shows I remember watching when they were on in prime time. I did recently find my first gray hair, so I guess I'm getting up there. And I now understand why my mom lables hers "Katies" - because I know this one belongs to Emily.
The sad thing is that I can't even dye my hair now due to the pregnancy, so I guess I'll wear my gray hair as a badge of motherhood - I've earned it.
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