For the last week I've had some sort of bug...not sure if it's seasonal flu, swine flu, or just a common cold (wouldn't put my bet on that one). I did get a seasonal flu shot before ever getting sick so I don't think that's it...the swine flu is very rampant in these parts, though, so that's my guess. I went to the doctor and he said I was probably in the early stages of H1N1. I decided to let it run its course and not take medication that we couldn't afford. Well, I got sicker, then better, then sick again. It has been the third most exhausting experience of my life, alongside having mono in high school and being in my first trimester. I'm not usually one to complain, but I am sick and tired of it.
I'm tired of blowing my nose and getting hour-long nosebleeds in the middle of the night.
I'm tired of eating small portions and watching it come back up into the toilet.
I'm tired of throwing up the tea and milk and grape juice that I drink just to stay hydrated.
I'm tired of being so weak that walking to class feels like running a marathon.
I'm sick of coughing and having it feel like a sword in my abdomen every single time.
I'm sick of missing class and having everyone act like I'm poison mercury when I return.
I'm sick of people challenging my hormones.
I'm sick of worrying about this little baby and if it is staying healthy in it's mothers unhealthy body.
Oooohh, that felt good. I really needed to vent. Now. On a brighter note I am so pleased to have learned more about my husband in these last four months (and especially in the last week) than I have since first knowing him. he is truly the most compassionate soul that exists. I won't go into details...but without him...I would probably be completely out of my mind and house-ridden by now.
I am also getting more and more excited for Thanksgiving. Halloween, eh, it's fun I guess. But Thanksgiving has always been my favorite--and this year it will be my most favorite. My whole family is coming to stay with us and I cannot wait to be with them again. It's long overdue. And...by that point I will be 20 weeks pregnant and get to find out the gender of our baby! I'm stoked! We already have names so I really can't wait to stick one to the little blob on the ultrasound. :)