Today has been a horrible day. I wish I had called my doctor sooner. I woke up this morning with a headache that I have struggled with all day, including 5 hours of poring over documents on a computer screen (only because so far this month, I have only worked 7 hours, which won't even cover the amount I've instructed my job to take out for my 401k each month, so I'm trying to make up for lost time), and trying to nap off the headache only to wake up with it even worse. I was on the verge of tears when I finally decided to call my OB, and the nurse barely let me finish talking before she said "just take some Tylenol." I was like, "really? I can take Tylenol and that's safe? A regular dose is fine?" "Yep." Argh! Why did I not call sooner? Within 30 minutes, I was feeling so much better. Thank you, Lord, for this miracle drug, and please, please, please don't let me have such a headache again.
Other than today's headache, things have been relatively good. I'm still tired all the time, but the nausea is not constant. Food is starting to slowly sound better. I even ate green beans last night. But, every now and then, I dry heave and run for the crackers.
And, I'm super anxiously awaiting my OB appointment on the 30th. I really wish I could have reassurance every day that things are fine. Do they make at-home ultrasounds? ha ha. That would be awesome. I am nervous about this upcoming appointment because with my first pregnancy we had an early ultrasound where we saw a heartbeat and everything, but when I went to the OB at 10 weeks, the heartbeat was gone and it appeared to the radiologist that based on the size of the baby, he (we decided he was a boy) had stopped growing shortly after that first ultrasound. So, I had been walking around for almost 2 weeks with no idea there was a problem. Dear God, please don't let that happen again. St. Gerard, please continue to intercede for us. Mary, please continue to watch over this miracle baby.