So I’m 24 weeks preggo and have the cold of all sodding colds.
Normally, I don’t get them. I have rather a cracking immune system and just don’t get colds. When I’m pregnant, it’s a different story. Not only do I feel like pure arse, due to my condition can’t take lemsips or sinus clearing stuff. My sinuses are so full my teeth hurt.
Hot honey and lemon? I hear you say. I Might as well cast a spell. It would probably be as effective.
Now the reason I feel so poo is my immune system is compromised as my body is doing its thing growing Little Pea. For that I’m grateful. But I’m not sure I can sleep with my mouth open for one more night. My throat is killing me and I miss breathing through my nose. It’s why I got up at half five this morning.
To add my feelings of woe, I’ve been informed I need to visit the OASIS clinic. This will be to ascertain the true extent of the damage William’s big beautiful head did to my downstairs and from that decide whether a c-section would be best for me next year. I should have had these appointments soon after having the bald kitten but never got one. I can’t tell you how much I’m dreading this. Oasis sounds quite pleasant but it’s an anagram. That’s all I’m saying…
Another ‘fun’ thing I have to do is a glucose tolerance test, to check for gestational diabetes. I did ask not to have this as I had the test last time and was fine, I don’t feel I have diabetes now and to be honest not being able to eat from midnight to then sit for two hours after having a revolting drink and then a blood test (I HATE NEEDLES!) for no real reason is stressing me out! No food from midnight until about half eleven the next day. Approach with caution.
I’m seeing the midwife next week when I’ll be booked in for my anti-d. It’s an injection to make sure that if my baby is a positive blood group, my negative blood cells don’t see it as some sort of invasion to kill. It’s less of an injection more giant sodding harpoon. And it hurts like hell. So, yay for me!
Fingers crossed this cold buggers off TODAY so I can sleep tonight and remember what it feels like to be a fully functioning human.
In other news:
The cats new favourite place is William’s bedroom. Captain sleeps on the changing table, Marms is working on making his duvet all hairy.
Our bathroom has been fitted, it’s beautiful, it just needs painting. We can’t wait for it to be finished.
Mums night out on Saturday! I’ll be there snot or no snot (hopefully no snot!)