Wednesday, September 2, 2009
This is what I had for dinner last night. What did you have?
I almost went to the hospital last night. Had it been a month ago, I would have been there by 2am screaming like a woman in labor. But since I have taken this time off of work and actually have appointments already set up, all I had to do was hang on til the AM. Which is now.
We called Dr.Hotness at 12am, just to make sure I shouldn't go to the hospital. Herein lies the problem. Doctors never want to be the ones to tell you NOT to go to he hospital, for the simple reason that if my colon exploded in the middle of the night, they would be liable. So my orders were to take "another pain pill and if it doesn't work go to the ER." You see how this works? Endless cycle of fun!
On a lighter note, I am going to look ADORABLE when pregnant if my distended stomach is any indication of that time in my life. All belly! At times I am sure passerby think I am about 4 months along. This is compounded by the fact I have taken to holding my achin' back and wincing while waddling my way through Whole Foods.
After Dr. Hotness I have my pelvic floor therapy. I'm scared.
I know what you are thinking, "Oooooh Therapy! I had to do that when I tore my ACL". Well friends, this is a whoooooooooole different kind of therapy.
Internal, if you will.