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My Life Thus Far
2007-10-16 01:07:12 (UTC)

All The Best Intentions

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There are 40 kinds of lunacy, but only one kind of common
sense.

- African Proverb

I'm pretty sure I've encountered all 40 and maybe even
invented a few of my own!

I'm writing early tonight, because I'm pretty sure I'm
going to bed early. I feel like crap. I think it's funny
how quickly all the discomforts of pregnancy disappear
after you've had the baby. Then, when you get pregnant
again, all the memories come rushing back and you wonder
to yourself "why the hell did I get pregnant again"? If
this doesn't happen to all women, I know it's happening to
me right now. I'm not a happy camper.

I had all the best intentions this morning when I woke up.
When i opened my eyes, I didn't feel so bad. Then I got
out of bed and the feelings of nausea washed over me like
a wave of...nauseousness. All I could do was crawl back in
bed and wish for death to come quickly. It didn't. I'm
still alive.

I had an oncall instead of a scheduled shift today and
since we're over hours, I got the day off. That was a
welcome respite. I'd planned on using the day to the
fullest. I was going to finish up the rest of the laundry,
hang some pictures, run some errands. But, that didn't
happen. I did manage to take a shower, though! That's
something, right?

Snookums came home from work around 4pm and helped me take
the aforementioned shower. He started the water, laid out
my clothes (well, his clothes. I feel most comfortable in
his too big sweats and huge t-shirts). While I did that,
he cleaned up the house and put Kiki down for a nap. I
don't know what I'd do without him sometimes. He's at the
Commissary right now getting me some vegetables (all I
feel like eating right now). I think I'll go lay down
until he gets back. Ciao.




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