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Previous - this entry written on April 27, 2006 at 5:06 pm - Next Ok, here's the basics. 7 weeks, 2 days pregnant, just passed a kidney stone, traces of an ex-infection, not allowed to take more antibiotics or painkillers until I talk to an obgyn, have a referral for same and for a urologist, home now, feeling rather shitty as the morphine is starting to wear off, going to try to get some food down and likely pass out afterward. *twitch* I've been having a period every two weeks for what, two months now? No, I have no fucking idea how I'm pregnant. I have no fucking idea what I'm going to do about it either - or rather, I know what I'm going to do about it, I just don't know where to start. *twitches again* One good thing, the thing I am clinging to, or rather a set of good things that are the main reason I'm going to deal with this instead of panicking and the main reason I'm not already in tears: Kadin, Caleb, and Radu. ...Torian, much as I adore her, is female and oddly enough that's not what I need for comfort right now, and Nreshan... let's just say his response was less than flattering and about as far from comforting as it gets short of 'fuck off and die'. But three... that's enough. I'll deal. I have to, neh? On an entirely unrelated subject, Ryan just gave me a link to the continuation of Skippy's List, which you should read first, and then check out said continuation. Yet another reason I still love him. *wry grin* He manages to cheer me up. I'm going to either take a bath, or try to sleep - not really sure which - as this is an edit posted an hour after the earlier portion of the entry and my tummy is now as full as I think I can safely get it and the pain, while still quite ouchy, is also still dulled somewhat by the morphine they shot me up with in the ER and by the comfort of Taco Bell chalupas and ice-cold pepsi/dr. pepper mixed in a silly-looking cup. Hosted by Diaryland - All Rights Reserved - Image, Layout, and Content copyright Jax Raven - - Do Not Feed The Moose - |
