Getting an oil change. TV in waiting room is awesome. First I got to watch People’s Court and now it’s Cops. And there’s a sign saying not to change the channel so I can enjoy trash tv without admitting I’m enjoying.
Half way through our mini vacation in the mountains. I’ve learned that mountain vacations while 30 weeks pregnant are very hard. I’m short of breath and exhausted. I really am having a lot of fun though. I love being here with my family.
I just put the last load of laundry in the washer. Now I’m making a list of things to pack for our trip to the mountains. I still have a lot of dishes and I’m super tired. I did get a nap in today after the field trip but I’m still feeling exhausted. My leg hurts from waking up with a Charlie horse yesterday morning so it’s slowing me down. I swear I’m going to sit in a chair in front of the fire in the cabin tomorrow and not do anything for at least two hours.
Ok, bear with me because this is a rant and I need it.
7am: Wake up.
8:20am: Leave the house.
9am: Drop off Gibbie at school.
10am: Have scheduled ultrasound.
10:15am to 11:15am: Fight with doctors office because someone dropped the fucking ball about the Rhogam shot I was supposed to be getting. Got my antibodies screening done two weeks ago, heard nothing, called last Thursday, was told it would happen either Friday or Monday, didn’t so I went today, was told I had to take prescription to get filled at any old pharmacy then come back at 3pm today to get the damn shot.
11:30am: Lunch from Burger King while driving.
12pm: Target pharmacy doesn’t have Rhogam but can get it in the morning.
12:15pm: Walgreens pharmacy doesn’t have Rhogam but can get it tomorrow afternoon.
12:30pm: Local pharmacy doesn’t have it and can’t order it.
12:45pm: Called to see if I can reschedule getting the shot, can’t get it any other time this week yet have to have it by Friday. Get told that the pharmacy right across the street from doctor’s appointment always has is. Try not to yell at person on the phone for not telling me this earlier while I was there!
1pm: Cry into my coffee from Starbucks and proceed to sit in parking lot of Gibbie’s school until it’s time to get her.
2pm: Drag Gibbie to the car, she wants to play, it’s just not happening today.
2:30pm: Get to the pharmacy across the street from doctor’s office and end up getting the very last Rhogam shot THANK GOD!
3:20pm: Get back to doctor’s office.
4pm: Get shot in butt, Gibbie finds this funny.
Currently fighting off nausea and exhaustion. Fuck this day.
The third trimester gave me two good days before it kicked my ass with exhaustion. I can’t believe I have to go get Gibbie from school in a few minutes. My God I haven’t been this tired in a very long time.