So I had my ever-so-wonderful appointment. Thankfully, we both were able to keep it together better than yesterday. And just as I had suspected: “less discomfort” is a giant crock of shit. Let’s just cut the bullshit and say what it really is: PAIN. So here I am, packed with seaweed and gauze, laying in bed with my laptop, watching Dr. Phil and cruising my blogfriends, looking for a laugh and a smile.
OB said I was already starting to bleed a little. That maybe my body was going into this on its own. She mentioned the possibility of us needing to go to the emergency room tonight. Which would of course just make my week because what the heck would we do with our son?? Let’s just hope things hold off till tomorrow morning.
In the meantime, pass the Motrin.
