A bad day (sighs)
What doesn’t kill you, will make you stronger. After this pregnancy, I think I will probably be 2 notches below superhero strength.
Yesterday was lousy, rotten, no-good, very bad day. It actually started off pretty well…I went the whole night and morning without vomiting or even feeling that nauseous. That afternoon, I felt hungry (and brave) and decided to eat a delicious BLT sandwich. Five hours later, after a few hours of increasing pain under my right rib and back, I got sick and lost my BLT sandwich. Which would have been fine, until I looked down and saw blood. A lot of it. I quickly figured out that it came from my esophagus, which had been irritated and bled from being sick. Sighs.
I spent the rest of the evening feeling pretty rough. Nothing seemed to help the nausea and the irritable uterus contractions were hurting me. Then, to top things off, I had another “worst pain ever” episode with this rotten pouch of mine. After all was said and done, I honestly came thisclose to just sitting down and having a good cry. Instead, I just reaffirmed to myself that “what doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger” and that I am almost through with the pregnancy. I will soon meet my little boy and all of this will become a distant memory (I hope).