Ok, Thursday: NST, baby good, BP up (no kidding), kept telling them I didn't feel well, they sent me home. I got home, wasn't in the door 5 minutes and started the damn vomiting again. Felt sick rest of the day/night.
Friday: Felt better, thank goodness. Didn't do too much this day, don't think (preggo-brain, can't remember shyt).
Saturday: Got all excited to go out on our last 'date night' for awhile, but mom's car wouldn't start. Figure it to be the alternator (Donald tried to tell her, but she just got a new battery and said screw it..now it's dead). So, told her to get prices on alternators, I'd talk to Scott. Scott can't fix it...ok, so now I've got to ask Donald, and if he can't/won't then I'll have to call James. Anywho, we ended up going to Golden Corral (all 3 of us), still had a good time, just was hoping for a little alone time with Alex. Maybe next weekend...
Sunday: Went to the hotel to meet a gal to swap some kids clothes for a camera bag-she didn't show up. Found out later she had called the house after I left saying she wouldn't make it, going to try again Tuesday. Did stay and eat dinner there with mom, tho. Was ok.
Today: Went to Orlando yet again for NST-baby wasn't very active today, but finally got her to wake up enough to see her heartrate is good. BP was really up this time, so a doctor came in while I was doing the NST and wrote me a script to up my BP meds (again). Whatever they gave me, it knocked my ass OUT. I should NOT have been driving home, could hardly keep my eyes open. I was going so slow, so scared I'd wreck, but didn't want to pull off-I had Kait in the car, and I was afraid if I fell asleep in the car somewhere, she'd get out or something. So, crawled home, and passed out cold on the bed. Never heard Alex leave for work, anything. Got up, still dazed, around 230p or so, then passed out again til 530p. Was not a pleasant feeling, to say the least. Got off to the grocery store, made dinner, watched tv with Kaitlynne, took a bath. Pretty kosher now. Damn dogs (which are going..either back to my brother or somewhere) are in their cage. No matter how many times I discipline them or how many times we all take them out, they are still pissing/shitting everywhere and I can't STAND it. So, I emailed Scott (pretty sure he's avoiding me now) to ask him if he knows anyone who wants them. He doesn't email/call me back soon, they'll go to whoever I find wants them. Just need a place to run outside, atleast Prince does. I'd like Blackie, but she's the one pissing on the bed (oh HELL NO).
Anywho, guess that's about it for new and exciting goings-on here. *Toodles*
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