Well, I’m back working in surgery. It sincerely kicked my butt so much that I couldn’t stay up for ER! I had to tape it and I’ll have to watch it tonight, which is a big deal for me. Man. So that is where I am, I’m loving it and staying busy and it’s nice to be with friends again. 🙂 I’ll update more this weekend, though I have big plans to get that dang nursery painted! Sheesh. 🙂
Well, yesterday (as I was leaving work early) I decided I couldn’t take this anymore. Erich seems to be fine with me being jobless in about four months. And this is what I really want to do. I want to stay home and take care of my baby and clean my house and be with my doggies (one of which, Gracy, gets closer to death every day I believe). I want to go and help Teresa out during the day and hang out with her because I miss her and two sets of hands works TONS better with four babies (her triplets plus mine.) It’s just that me being jobless scares the living crap out of me. The thought that I won’t be contributing. The thought that even though things are tight now, they will be even tighter. I know I don’t have to worry about clothes and such for baby. My mom and my in-laws will be over joyed and throwing me clothes. (hopefully) and I’m thankful for people like Rachel who give me stuff. (As a side note, she really rules. I really should drop her an email and see how she is doing.)
I think I’ll miss my job. I know that I used to whine a lot about it, but I find myself actually missing the drama. Right now I really need human interaction, like you would never believe. And I really just don’t get that here in the library. I am a person who needs to be occupied . I’m sure I won’t be bored when baby arrives because she’ll keep me busy and occupied and when she naps there will be meals to prepare and diapers to wash, etc etc etc. I think going back to surgery at this point will help the last part of this pregnancy past faster in a more entertaining way. And I think I’ll feel better at that point leaving my job having spent time with my co workers (and pocketing some more cash, since I can’t leave early as much up there!)
So as I was saying, on my way out of work yesterday I called the OB office and asked that my lifting restriction be lifted to save me from dying of boredom and loneliness. The nurse said she wasn’t sure if the doctor would actually be thrilled with that idea, but I think I presented a strong case and I said I wanted to go back. I think she’ll let me knowing that I am making this decision of my own free will.
I haven’t heard back from the FMLA people yet. I need to call that lady. With FMLA status, if I’m back in surgery I’ll be able to take a sick day (even though I don’t have any left) in case I’m not feeling well. And it will also cover doctor appointments.
The PTO book also came around to me. Most people took their vacations in June and July. Not me. Knowing that I won’t be here in the summer, I thought that was pointless. So knowing that babies in my family don’t come early and that I plan to work right up until the end (without taking maternity leave as I would have to pay it all back when I didn’t return to work) I took my vacation the last week of January and the first week of February. Baby has until February 14 to come out (though God please don’t do that to me, however sweet a Valentine baby would be). I figure if she hasn’t come out by the first week of February, I’ll return to work and the extra walking and such will just give her a bit more shove to come out. 🙂 Also that two week vacation will also give me time for last minute preparations and some relaxation. So does that sound like a plan?
In webpage news, I haven’t heard back from Blogspeak saying it is okay to put comments back up. I’ll go check on that now.
Oh and wish me luck that the doctor calls this afternoon and says it is alright to go back to work today. I really want this! (And if she calls before 4 I can go to Associate Health, get cleared, and be in my department with Melissa this afternoon until five! **which means we will head to that ultrasound machine!**)
I forgot to tell you.. my cousin had her babies! They were born on Friday 6 minutes apart (vaginally! woot!). She said she woke up around 4am and felt like she was peeing her pants, when it didn’t stop, she realized her water broke. They left for the hospital around 6am and the boys came one by one the right way at 8:53, 8:59, and 9:05am. 🙂 They are
2lb 9oz 14″ long
2lb 12 oz 15″ long
3lb 16″ long
Go here to see a picture of them! 🙂 Oh, and please pray/send good thoughts their way. They will be in the hospital a minimum of 4-6 weeks. They have to weigh at least 4lb to leave the hospital. They are doing well at this point though, and breathing on their own, which is the most important thing.
My book came in the mail today. The last page made me cry, it said:
“You’ll find that this world’s
a great place to begin,
but it could use some help —
which is where you come in.
So now, as my voice
burble-urps in your ear —
with a bump-thumpy sound
that is not very clear—
the words I am saying
you hear in your heart,
and know that I wish you
the very best start.
It’s a scrumptulous world
and it’s ready to greet you
And as for myself. . .
well. . .
I can’t wait to meet you!”
–“Oh the Places You’ll Go! A Book to Be Read in Utero” adapted by Tish Rabe from the works of Dr. Seuss
Not feeling to chatty lately. Kinda feeling out of it, and just a deep longing to be home cleaning my house, cooking foods that make the house smell of crunchy leaves and good eating. heh. I love fall, especially with my personal heater strapped to my belly, we like the weather.
People have started to refering to me as two instead of one. At first I thought this may be because I feel huge (though I hear I’m not). Now I just think it is because everyone else is coming to the realization that there is another human being trapped within my body. When ordering at the deli yesterday, the guy at the counter said, “you two are hungry huh?” Yes, yes we were. Weird.
I’m learning how to keep my blood sugar up. 🙂 It makes me feel very nice. I love this non constant feeling of nausea. 🙂
I’m debating about asking to go back to my department. They’ve had me on a lifting restriction because of my threatened miscarriage way back at the beginning. I have an appt. on Monday and I want to ask to go back. I’m tired of going home early and the measly checks it brings me. I miss my friends/ acquaintances. I miss just the feeling of being around people and seeing neat things and guts hanging out of bellies. I miss the occasional person you get to take to surgery that is pleasant and nice. I miss helping the little babies. I miss doing what I do best– taking care of people. And I know that when the baby is here I won’t be able to work in healthcare for a while. I figure if I go back now, I’ll be able to have a bit of fun and do what I love. It will also help the time fly by seeing as it is October now. Leave me a note and tell me if y ou think it sounds like a good idea.
(The comments will be down until later tonight. Blogspeak is having some issues.)
Yet another week of Unconscious Mutterings.
- Herpes:: syndrome
- Freddy:: cougar
- October:: the hunt for red…
- Hunting:: deer
- MSN:: messenger
- 36:: 6 times 6 is
- Hotel:: towels
- Travesty:: ?
- Health:: condition
- Conditions:: outside
Congrats to Allison!
Today, I have the meeting with the dietician. I get to leave work at 11am. It’s about 10:10 now. Urgh. I hate killing time like this. Nothing to do.
When I leave, I’m going to call my mom and see if she wants to come in before she goes to work so we can go to the mall to look at maternity stuff. I have an abundance of stuff thanks to very generous people, but what I am lacking in the most are casual stuff. I only have one pair of maternity jeans. I would like at least one more pair and maybe a pair of corduroy khakis/khaki pants (obviously beggars can’t be choosers). It’s cold now and I need more casual stuff. I don’t want to wear the dressup stuff all of the time, I NEED comfort. 🙂 My mom said “well you can dig out your winter stuff now” HELLO! Last winter I didn’t have this bulging belly! The sweaters will probably fit and my sorority sweatshirts will fit too. (I always bought those REALLY big) **sigh** It seems wasteful to buy clothes that will only be worn for four months, but really, what am I supposed to do?
It was 45 degrees this morning when I left for work. Highs today in the 60s. I love this weather. 🙂 It’s supposed to get down to 38 degrees sometime this weekend. Brrr. Okay I’m going to keep surfing and praying that time passes quicker.
Oh and by the way, I’m feeling better with my new eating lifestyles. I’m keeping my blood sugars up and I feel good. Only thing is I’m hungry a lot so I’m going to have to talk to the dietician about how to fill up my belly without sending me into a carbohydrate coma.
YAY! I just remembered that it is Thursday and do you know what that means? The SEASON PREMIERE of FRIENDS and ER! **jumps up and down holding belly** I have to set the tape so Erich can watch Friends and then I’ll go downstairs and work on laundry while ER is on. I can’t wait till Scrubs and Good Morning Miami come back too. Then my life as a loser will be complete. I just love the fall. 🙂
((On a side note, I should really stop jumping up and down. I can feel baby girl swooshing up and down with me probably yelling “will you cut that foolishness out!” She must be getting big! My belly moves constantly and now she has discovered that it’s fun to kick my tailbone. Owee! As if my fingers aren’t sore enough. The sticking my fingers doesn’t hurt, it’s the tiny bruises that make it rough!))
It’s after three almost three thirty. Close enough, I’m outta here! 🙂