honeypoo tell me about it. Like my hormones are bad enough, the thought of having to wait another three weeks is unbearable.
When I phoned up to say I hadn't heard anything she asked me how far I was and said, we've got another two and a half weeks to get you scanned and then the dumbass books me in for three weeks later as that was the first available date. Is it possible to go on a cancellation list or something?
Also unbearable was having MS and wondering how the fucking hell I am supposed to survive. My answer was to eat. Constantly. Literally. Just eat what you can and what you can keep down.
Try and keep hydrated, I haven't drunk enough the last two days and have been getting lightheaded and shiz. Tho my insatiable thirst is bad first thing in the morning, usually after I get to work, tho that is probably to do with my minor work out of mucking out at a sparrows fart o'clock.
I felt sick as soon as I woke up, to start with when I hit 6 weeks, it was nasty, I felt so ill but was never sick, I know shouldn't complain but when you are at work and people are talking to you and you don't even think you can speak without puking, it aint pleasant. I do think a trip to the quacks is probably not a bad idea.
The hospital CU/MWU 11miles away is looking more attractive.
Oh and BTW I was watching the same preggo show as mentioned earlier and this woman didnt have the um cord snipped til it stopped pulsating. I finks I may go for that, as the doula on the telly was talking about that, and I quite like the idea.