May 2005

And pregnant. In case you were keeping track.

Just a busy holiday weekend, as I’m sure most of you are finding out for yourself. I hope everyone is having a happy and safe time. We’re going to leave for a bbq with our neighbors here in a few minutes. We’ve made a salad to bring, as well as a desert and we’re supplying some beer as well. Not for me of course. :cry I get water.

I had a crisis yesterday. I went to put on my denim capris, which are always a little on the big side. AND THEY WERE TIGHT. And as I’ve learned in previous pregnancies, I don’t tolerate things tight across my belly very well. Man, I guess that bloating happens earlier and earlier. So I had to get myself some new capri’s for the summer. Thankfully, they’re even better than the denim ones and I love love love them so much.

I have many other things to talk about but I will leave them until next time. In the meantime, thank you for all your well wishes and congratulations and prayers. I appreciate (and need) every one of them.

So I finally talked to the nurse. K called them and then I had to call them before we finally go any sort of concrete answer. She started out with the whole “congratulations, what day did your last period start?” blah blah… Meanwhile, I was like, “What’s the number??”

It’s 1786. Not fantastic, not as high as I’d hoped, but by plugging it into the hcg level calculator I found online, its doubling in 47 hours which is normal and so everything looks fine. I guess I can let out that breath I was holding in now.

So I called the doctor I saw for my last two pregnancys to make an appointment. She’s on vacation this next week and I think the week after that she’s busy with patients so we made a tentative appointment for June 14. She’s going to leave a note for this doctor and ask her if she’d like to see us earlier, the week of June 5th. I think, unless there’s a big scheduling problem, she will. She knows how nervous we’re feeling about this.

I love that office. The gal on the phone we’ve known for years and she was so excited to hear we were pregnant. I think the word “gush” would be appropriate. Contrast that with the RE’s office who was very wooden and who is obsessed with the bill we owe them. They want me in for an ultrasound on June 9th but made it clear we needed to pay our balance to them at this time. So I’m thinking that unless we get the home equity loan by then or borrow some money, we’re not going to make that appointment. Which is a bummer, because I love any excuse to get a peek at my progeny. I got a pretty nice congratulations from Shannon, the nurse I would see at each RE visit, but everyone else was very stiff and formal with me. Whatever. It’s not like we’re never going to pay them. But with our budget, we can’t just toss out $300 at the drop of a hat, particularly with K needing to register the van this month. Anywho. We gotta pay them because if we ever want to have another child, we’ll have to go back to them.

So, feeling a lot better tonight. A LOT. Now excuse me while I go find something to eat. I’m STARVING.

So my second beta blood test was this morning. I don’t have the results yet, waiting on the phone to ring. Its maddening, this wait.

I’ve been SO nervous all day, and yesterday too. I just really want to hear some good numbers. I feel like so much is hinging on this phone call.

K called the doc’s office an hour ago or so and they said they had the results but a nurse had to give them to us so she’d call us back. Still waiting…

So I will definitely post the results when they (finally) come. If we had more gas I’d drive down there and hunt down the nurse myself. :lol :fc

Well, the big finale of Lost was last night. Needless to say, I had a mongo headache when it was all said and done. It was something, that’s for sure. I knew they were going to be evil on us, withhold stuff, ask more questions, after all, this *is* Lost. I swear, they need to change the name to More Questions than Answers.

In the interest of those with TIVO who had the audacity to watch American Idol last night instead of Lost, I will put the rest of my musings and rantings within spoiler tags. So if you haven’t seen it and you don’t want to see what happened, don’t click the link below. That should be apparent, but sometimes, people need to be told.

Thanks to lovely Larke I knew something was happening 11 minutes in. And, as I check my watch and saw Arzt toying with the dynomite, I knew he was toast. Hell, I knew he was toast last week. All the sudden some unknown becomes a major characters? I don’t think so. On a show that loves to kill off people, he’d be an easy one to kill. And HOW GLAD AM I that they did not kill Locke like I thought they were going to. I still don’t know how Terry O’Quinn will manage both shows, but I’m glad for all our sakes that he will. Unless he’s the big October death. Wouldn’t that just about figure?

So like I said, I’m VERY glad I got that one wrong.

Also, all you chumps that believed they’d ACTUALLY show us Lostzilla need to put on the dunce cap. Greatest respect to ya’ll but I wasn’t surprised in the LEAST when all we got a look at was some black smoke. K thinks the durned thing is invisible. Why was it trying to drag Locke underground? Maybe it has something to do with the hatch. K and I sorta think maybe its a system of tunnels. *shrug*

The whole thing with the raft people was WILD. Seriously wild. When they first saw the blip on the radar I thought, “Run away! Run away!” because I figured, you know, polar bear or something. But then it was a boat…with a motor and a light and it was, “Ohmygod, they’re gonna get *rescued*?” Not so fast, missy. No, then I started thinking, “Hey, that boat is kinda small, sorta ragged looking. Those guys don’t look all that clean cut either. How’d they get such a tiny boat so far out here?” Then they asked for Walt and it suddenly made SENSE.

These guys were the “Others” we’d been hearing so much about for so long. Claire’s baby, Aaron he turns out to be named, was just a red herring. Danielle said when she got to the beach last week that when she had her baby, she saw the smoke and that night they came for her child. Then she mentioned she’s been hearing voices, saying they’re going to take the boy. Everyone, me included, assumed they meant Claire’s baby. Nuh uh! It was WALT. Because the kid is some kind of a freaky deaky kid who can make things happen with his mind. Maybe they want to harness that power. I don’t know! So Danielle told Sayid and Charlie that when she got to the black smoke, the “Others” were gone. They’d already hopped in their boat to go fetch Walt. Because somehow, they knew he was on that raft.

And that’s where this whole cosmic/destiny/fate thing comes into hand. Hear me out: They’re building this raft and all, right? They decide they need to leave pretty soon after Arzt shares his knowledge of the tradewinds with them. HOWEVER, the day the black smoke starts up they say, “fuck it, we’re leaving TODAY.” Because like I said last week, I would too. Get me the hell of that island and away from the freaky smoke and these mysterious “Others.” But the others put up the smoke because they knew they were leaving on that raft that very day and planned to get Walt that night, regardless. See, its circular. This was supposed to happen.

Still, how much did that suck for Michael to have to watch his son get taken away and no be able to do a damned thing about it? And his boat went kablooie so he couldn’t follow. How the hell are they going to get back to the island? And is Sawyer okay, because it sorta looked like he got shot there.

I have to point out here, that I was totally right about crazy French chick taking the baby because she wanted her own kid back. But I’m not one to gloat.

I was also way right about the freaking hatch, though I will admit we got a better look than I expected we would. Still, we know exactly dick about it, so I guess its the same thing. Deep ass tunnel with broken stairs… check. And that is what we faded out on so I knew that too. Oh what a wicked summer we are in for. Those bastards.

Let’s have a moment of silence for dear Arzt (how much did I love the piece of Arzt on Jack’s shoulder?).

And that concludes my rantings on Lost. Not really disappointed, but I felt like I was jerked around for two hours, for sure. Did I expect any different? Not really. The flashbacks of everyone just before they got on the plane were cool…showing how they all almost didn’t make it, especially Hurley. I think we’re in for some deep doo doo next season. I, for one, will be commanding a front seat ticket and a bowl of popcorn. Sign me up!