I've lost track of time. Can someone help me out, are we in week 23 or 24? Or am I so far off that we've made some other timing milestone and I've sat by unaware.
We had another short, sweet, to the point OB visit this morning. It was probably one of the worst. Miah and I got into a nit picky argument while waiting for the doctor to come into the room. It was all about his need to get out of the house more often for more alone time. He really wants to do Aikido at least twice a week because he enjoys it and it would help him stay in shape. It already feels like he chooses to spend his time at work, asleep, playing with the kids, watching tv or playing WOW and when there is a moment to spare maybe with me. I get so little adult interaction as it is, why on earth would I agree to spending 4 hours more each week alone. (Let's be honest here, the kids may be with me when I'm alone but they are hardly what I would consider suitable social interaction.) All the while, my "normal" discomforts are being made worse by sitting still on the stiff exam table in a room that was way too warm even for my taste. That didn't make me any more agreeable.
When the doctor finally came in he pretty much dismissed my pain. We've been told we can try physical therapy since they might be able to teach me something... I'm just glad the next appointment will be with a different physician. I'm getting tired of being ignored. Why does no one trust that I know my body well enough to say this is not normal!
Miah is finally upstairs sleeping after working all night. The kids good streak wore off pretty much as soon as we got home and once again I'm left alone with no mental stimulation and searing pain that doesn't lessen even with 2 extra strength Tylenol and hours of heat therapy...
Hopefully both heathens will opt for nap time today so I can rest too. If nothing else it might help me be less emotionally charged throughout the remainder of the day.
Xoxo, A. Scott
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