Much sympathy and encouragement needed

A good friend of mine, Jewels, found out she was pregnant just about a month after I did. Today, at almost 9 weeks, she woke up bleeding and cramping. She had an ultrasound that showed the worst had happened. She is in need of much support and encouragement right now. If you have any words to offer, please stop by and show her some support.

The poor me post....

Okay, so a friend on a message board asked where I've been lately since I've been pretty quiet. I answered her there, but figured I'd post my response here as well since others may be wondering as well. I don't really like to write "pity me" posts, but I guess since this is my blog, I can post whatever I feel like. And I really don't need or want pity; this is just what's going on and where I've been. So here was my response:

I'm around. I'm still reading, just not posting as much. I've actually been feeling pretty lousy lately. I just really don't like to complain much, especially about anything pregnancy related b/c I feel so blessed to finally be here.

I've got bad morning sickness--my nurse had me on Reglan, but it hasn't seemed to help much lately. So she just prescribed Fenegran (sp?) suppositories. I haven't thrown up today so that's a good thing. But I did get really dizzy and light headed shortly after lunch and had to go home early. I'm also exhausted most of the time.

I feel bad b/c our house is a mess and Josh is having to do like everything cause I'm just not up to it. And now he's injured so I feel doubly bad. His mom is coming to visit tomorrow, but she's just going to have to deal with a messy place.

I'm also at the point where I really don't like my job. We don't have enough staff to cover everything so even when I'm feeling like I can barely move, I still have to go in. I'm also so over-qualified for this job, it's not even funny. I miss working with older kids--I'm used to middle school so one year olds are a big change. Unfortunately, I can't seem to get a regular teaching job in this town, so the closest I'll get to teaching is subbing or daycare. I've thought about trying to find some type of reception job or something but there's no where that will pay as well as what I'm making now. I think I will go back to subbing this fall though. That way, I get to choose my own schedule and can take off if I need to for dr's appointments or whatever.

I'm really close to 2nd Tri so I'm hoping things turn around soon.

Trip to the ER

We had to make an unexpected trip to the ER on Wednesday. No, it wasn't baby related. In fact, it wasn't even for me.

A little background.....Since gas is now almost $4/gal and we're trying to save money for baby and such, Josh has been biking to work. It's about a 4 mile ride each way. He loves it b/c there is less stress, there's a nice wind blowing in his face, and it's an easy way to get in his exercise everyday. We do live near a busy road, but he has found a couple routes that keep him mostly on residential streets. There is one spot though where he has to be on the main road because it goes over the river and there are no other ways to get across. He is very safety conscious and wears reflective gear and helmet and even has a pulsing light on the front for when it's darker out.

So on Wednesday, he leaves for work around 6:30 am. The sun is beginning to come up and it looks like it's going to be a nice day. As he's going down a hill on the busier road, he notices a big white truck start to pull out of a gas station, but it stops so he figures the driver has seen him. He gets about 15 feet from the truck when it pulls out and starts to make a left. Josh slams on his brakes, but it's too late. He hits the truck and falls to the ground. The guy rolls down his window and asks if he's alright. Josh says, "I think so," so the guy leaves. Josh gets up and calls me to give him a ride to work (it's now about 6:45 and I normally don't get up until around 8). So I rush out of the house in my pj's. I have to call him to make sure where he is and he tells me he can't lift his arm and feels like he's going to pass out. So now I'm freaking out. I pick him up and throw his bike in the back of my truck and rush him to the ER.

We get there and I drop him at the door and go to park. When I get inside, there's no one around behind the counter. The girl finally comes out and do all the triage stuff. We go back to the room where they do some Xrays. Fortunately, the shoulder is just dislocated, and we were only there for a couple hours. He is supposed to do a follow-up with an orthopedic surgeon next week. He's still in some pain, but he's got ibpropren and vicodin so he's okay. He's also wearing an immobilizer sling so he doesn't pop it back out. The bad thing is that it's his right shoulder and he's right handed so it's been interesting watching and helping him try to do stuff one handed.