Morning all ...
My brain is mush, and I feel soooooo ranty!!
MIL phoned in a panic this morning as she'd phoned last night and left a message and we hadn't got back to her ... fair enough - I then had a chat with her to calm her down, and she asked me if my sciatica was better - so I told her that it's not sciatica, and then I told her in full, gory detail, all about the spd pain and about the coccydinia, and that no, it's not just a case of the baby moving off a nerve! Told dh just now and he was livid ... she obviously hasn't listened to a word he's said - honestly, she works as a receptionist in a doctor's surgery - and seems to think that that makes her medically qualified!! ... actually no, could just SCREAM ...
Sorry, feel better now!
I've had an email from my doula this morning too, she can't be my doula is basically the upshot ... she's passed my details on to the person who was going to be my doula with my pgs last year, who is in the middle of midwife training, who apparently is going to try to wangle it with college to be my doula ... I feel happy about it in one respect, as in the lady who was going to be my doula last year is much more my sort of person, but on the other hand, I just feel like going WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
I finally psoke to the midwife who is supposed to be looking after me in terms of delivering in the MLU yesterday - she was supposed to have sorted me out with seeing the obstetric anaesthetist 3 weeks ago, but went on leave & passed it on to somebody else, who basically did nothing about it ... it now means that there's no appointments with their clinic until 5th September ... and the cocodamol (I have dispersable ones) make me really sick, dizzy, and dopey, so I don't like taking them during the day - which means that I'm still a whingy mess by the evening! And yes, fettle, it is getting more painful to turn over! Thank God the end is in sight!
I have to admit that it feels like I'm constantly fighting to get what I know is best for me - part of me just wants to sat "sod it!" - and set a date for an elective!
And, to top it all, I had a dream last night that the baby died.... ... poor dh has been mopping me up this morning!
Sorry, another very me, me, me post ... will try to be more upbeat later!
love to all - have a lovely weekend!