Please, Oh Please, Dear Zofran

Uh-oh, it's happened. M/s found me for real yesterday. Grrr. I had a couple bad "waves" at book club, then it was not fun all night. I also had night sweats and insomnia - not sure I slept after 2:30 a.m. BUT, I was able to nibble on some animal crackers and took my Zofran this morning to hopefully keep this under control before it gets out of hand. I really don't want to have to tell work about being pg yet, but if I can't get my happy butt in here by at least 7 a.m., I'll have to crack. I'm staying positive, though! I realize that the bad comes with the good and I won't be pregnant forever.

Right?

I had my first OB appointment yesterday. Wes came with me, after we met for lunch, and while we were waiting for the PA to come in, I was having a hot flash. Once she was in there, it came on ten times as bad and I swear I was sweating BUCKETS!!! I was horrified that this woman now had to give me a breast exam, feel my belly and do an internal exam/PAP. Gross!!!!! I was laughing and said how embarrassed I was and of course, she was very reassuring and said not to worry about it...but YUCK!!! I'm sure she was howling with the nurses after I left. I hate hormones!!

So that was the embarrasing part. The other details are they said I was 5w3d yesterday, but with a EDD one day later. Essentially, the little "wheel" they use says a pregnancy is 2 days longer than every calendar I've ever found online. So I'm sticking with the fact I'm 5w3d today, and hopefully that will line up with my dates on the u/s I'm having on the 24th. I can't wait! I should be far enough along to see a heartbeat then.

The PA was funny, too - she "asked" me to lie and say my last period was strange so she could order an early u/s. Otherwise, I'd have to wait until 20 weeks. NO WAY, Jose. I can hardly make it 14 days, let alone 14 weeks!!

Book club went better than I thought. I figured there was a fairly good chance someone would ask if I was expecting. My "ready" answer would be "not unless you know something I don't!". I was hoping to be able to say that with a straight face, but no one ended up asking. I blamed my not drinking on having a bad bladder day, and I guess no one felt compelled to challenge me.

I was just able to eat a normal breakfast, which was encouraging. I'm hoping the Zofran is doing its job and will continue to do so. I plan on taking it twice a day for as long as I can before upping it to three times a day.

Last night, I was definitely having some anxiety about the onset of nausea - racing heart, not able to fall asleep, insomnia - and I realize I will have to work very hard to stay relaxed throughout this pregnancy. I'm sure I'll be consulting my little green book of happy thoughts often. I think it makes me more anxious to think about how my job is not something I can easily take leave from, and that I have so many responsibilities with Manning Homes that Wes can't take over for me. Heck, he's got his hands full taking care of Ella and the house. I'm sure it will all work out, though, and if I need to take leave, I will. I'll figure out how to cross that bridge when it's in front of me.

For now, I'm feeling fairly okay (maybe a 2-3 on the 10 scale) and that I can live with just fine.