Everything is Chaos

We’re trying to get everything ready before the baby comes, working on the assumption that as soon as I see the perinatologist I’ll be back on bedrest, which is always a real possibility.

To that end, we thought we’d paint our room, since it’s a bit grungy and we hate the dark brown accent wall the room had when we moved in. As it turns out, there was a bit of water damage on part of one of the walls, theoretically from the period when the foundation needed fixing right before we bought the house.

It was a very unpleasant experience.

Fortunately, the damage was small and contained and we were able to repair it ourselves.

Of course, now we’ve wasted nearly a week and everything from the bedroom is still sitting in the living room. It’s all chaos.

I spent several days this past week feeling terrible, just awful. Full-on nausea and vomiting, massive headaches, exhaustion. I had two days where I slept off and on for nearly thirteen hours.

But now that it’s passed, I’m getting things back together. I’m doing actual work for money again and doing a better job in keeping the house together, with the glaring exemption of the living room and bedroom, of course, because of the painting debacle.

 

Feeling Overwhelmed

I’m doing more work and being more productive in the past week or so than I have been this entire pregnancy, but the downside of efficiency is that I’m not being forced to face how much I haven’t been doing, lo, these past several months.

As a result, my to-do list (still loving the todoist app, btw) is out of control. It’s starting to feel like I’m being stalked by my to do list. The only real solution is to complete more items from the list, of course, but that’s obviously easier said than done.

Complicating this situation is the increasing intensity of the morning sickness. I’m 24 weeks pregnant. This is ridiculous. The nausea should be getting better or be gone by now, not getting worse. I’m not a fan. But the solution to the nausea, which peaks overnight because sure, why not? is to take the phenergan, which is an awesome med and very effective. Unfortunately, it makes me super hungover in the morning. In other words, I’m facing a terrible to do list situation, completely groggy and foggy every morning.

I’m trying to make it better by avoiding taking the phenergan, but that seems to be ending with me taking it at 1am or 2am and then sleeping too late. I’ve also tried cutting the pills in half, which is not working so well, because then I end up taking the second half late and the end result is the same.

Short of just deciding to take one at 8pm regardless of the nausea level, so I sleep a normal time period, there’s not much I can do about it.

Instead, I’m setting a timer for 10 minutes and doing mini-pomodoros, ten minutes on and ten minutes off where I can sit and blink groggily, and continuing that all day until I can’t do any more.

Still High-Risk and Surgery

We had our follow up with the perinatologist this week. The baby is fine, still measuring slightly bigger than its real age. Baby is now one pound, four ounces and is fine. The results of the 24 hour urine re-test show that I’m in the same general range of terribleness as I was before, slightly higher than before but still in the minor preeclampsia range.

The doctor thinks that I’m looking at a forty percent change of being on bedrest from the preeclampsia by the end of the pregnancy, but that I’ll probably be ok until we hit the third trimester in six weeks. I see him again at the third trimester mark and then we will re-evaluate.

Meanwhile, I went in for a cleaning and the world ended. I had all that dental work done last summer so that I’d be in a good place for the baby and when I went in they did some x-rays and the tooth that had the last crown put on over the summer was not right. They called in the periodontist, who did a quick exploratory surgery on the gum and found that the tooth was fractured when the crown was put on. Bacteria that had been living in the fracture had no place to go and so the tooth was decaying from the inside out and was now a shell that the crown was desperately clinging to. The only treatment for no tooth bone mass is tooth removal. So I had my tooth removed.

I’ve spent the week bleeding and in pain, since the normal things you would use for post-oral surgery pain relief (vicodin, tylenol 3) are not an option for me with the pregnancy. Once the baby comes we have to discuss the implant situation. It’s not at all a happy situation.