I succumbed to buying granny pants over the internet... hope they arrive soon because I think my legs will drop off from lack of circulation soon!!
The monitoring appointments are going okay. LFTs are normal. Had the ultrasound today and there's nothing obviously nasty with my liver - no gallstones - and blood flow to baby is looking good. Thoroughly pissed off with the antenatal clinic part of it though.
Got very upset today and stressed today. Was in the hospital for about 3.5 hours with dh and ds. As you can imagine, ds was playing up badly by the end of the three hours (he'd been an angel up to then) and then the carpark box swallowed all our money. So I'm probably blowing everything out of proportion.
Anyway, the ANC - I hung around for bloody ages to see three separate people. One to tell me I should have brought a urine sample (which no-one told me I needed to), two others to basically say okay you're fine we'll see you in two weeks. Not one of them did anything more than my own community midwife could do. So pissed off - one of the things I was really looking forward to this time around was seeing one midwife all the way through and building up a relationship, and now I'm just another blob of meat on the conveyorbelt again. Came home and sobbed for ages.
Really want to tell them to fuck off, I'm not ill just bloody pregnant. But then could I live with myself if anything then went wrong at the birth?
Bile acids slightly lower at 21 now - more blood tests on Wednesday, at least with the nice monitoring midwives and not the ANC lot. Think I'll either sink into depression or commit midwificide before this baby is out....