Tuesday, February 12, 2008

"All know that only bards and pregnant women need never explain their actions."-Belial; The Wayfarer Redemption-By Sara Douglass

So, looks like I am going to be here tomorrow. My birthday. In the hospital. This depresses me somewhat. I know that some people are doing what they can to make it a good birthday, and believe me I do appreciate it. I just wish I was at home. Sam had already bought my favorite kind of cake, fun-fetti. And part of me wants to ask the dietitian if Sam can bring me in something for dinner tomorrow, if we ok it with her first of course. Just so I can have something other than hospital food. Maybe like MCL or something. Its just less than 5 minutes from here. She said she was going to try to find a way to work some kind of cake into my meal plan tomorrow. But all the good cake is 2 carbs or more. At just half a piece, which is hella LAME. But not her fault. You know, sticking to this diet at home will be hard. I'll do it, but it will be hard.

Now my sugars are running lower. With a few low lows during the day, so they are adding snacks. They would like my sugars to be under 110 all the time. This makes me feel ookie. Especially since I am used to "Keep it under 150." I feel almost constantly shaky. And really drained, because lows just wipe me out. I had to unplug my phone today and yesterday to try and let Sammy and I get some rest (so if you called and there was no answer, sorry) but, today it didn't really work for me. I had everyone and their brother coming in to talk to me, and 2 lows. So those things had to be dealt with and nap time would have to come later. I don't think I will stay up so late tonight. I don't really want to sleep away my birthday tomorrow, I'd rather be awake and TRY to enjoy it.

I guess my Dad is supposed to come visit tomorrow. That will be nice. I'm not sure if/when Mom and Meme will make it. I may just see them when I get home. Which is fine.

I've been reading a lot lately. Almost all the way through the book I brought with me, granted if I was awake more, I probably would be finished. I think Sam is going to try and find me the 2nd one (as its part of a series) even though I have it at home so that I can continue reading. I do that quite a bit while I am on the monitor if Sam isn't here or is asleep. Speaking of which, I should have been hooked up a half an hour ago, maybe I should call Bob. Bob is my nurse. He puts happy faces in the o of his name. He's a doof, but he seems like a nice guy. Which is good, cause I have had some BITCHY nurses. Why are they like that?? Anyway, Fear Not Faithful Readers, Bob has been called an he is on his way. 45 minutes late, but whatever. I'm used to things running slow. Which I hate. But anyway. Well faithful readers, Bob hath spoken, and his word is that people have been "acting up" so thats why he was late. We shall believe him, this time.

Hopefully Samwise will be back soon. He went out birthday present hunting. (shhh we are hunting birthday presents....) Can you tell I am in rare form tonight? Not necessarily a good mood, but less depressed I suppose. Not sure how long it will last either, hopefully until Sam returns. I think it would do him good to see me in a good mood. He likes it very much when I am. I am so thankful he's been here with me this whole time. He makes it easier to handle. I love him so very much. I think I will take a shower in about an hour when I come off the machine. I like to take a shower cause the gel stuff is gross. I think I said that before. Well if you have had it on you, then you understand I am sure.

The Baby is awake, I think he knows he's on the monitor again. I think he might also be saying "Hello out there, this is the Baby! I can't type yet, but I am here just the same!" So thats the Baby's greeting for you all today. He's such an active little booger. I love him. Sam came over and held him for a while last night. Its hard to do here since the bed is so small, but we both mushed in. The Baby likes it when Sam does that. He snuggles in all close to his hands, and then when Sam moves them, Little One starts wigging out. Its so cute, its like he says "No Daddy, don't go, you keep me warm and safe in your hands!" Thats what I imagine him thinking anyway.

Well I suppose that is all for now. I have blogged for about an hour, probably won't look like much but my mind wanders. Thank you all for your support.

~~The Mommy and the Baby~~


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