10w5d

Jake called this morning at 5:00. He had been out fishing all night and was letting me know that he was on his way home. While it was nice of him to call, it forced me to get out of bed to answer the phone which caused me to begin to cough, which lead me to the same place I seem to be spending much of my mornings. After that unfortunate dry heaving episode it was time to go back to sleep.

I reawakened around 9:00 with a HORRIBLE sore throat. I don’t know if I have strep or not. I decided I should either call a walk-in clinic or go to the drug store and get something that I can take. I decided on the later, only to discover that what I can take consists of Tylenol for the pain and cough drops. The only other medicines that are on the list are for chest colds, etc. Since I have no congestion, I am somewhat leery of taking more medicine than I need.

So I headed home with some cinnamon rolls and a couple of kinds of throat lozenges. Luckily the cinnamon rolls seemed to be a hit with my stomach as I was able to eat two of them and feel just fine. So I took my vitamins and decided to settle in for a nap. I drifted off around 11:00 and when I awoke at 2:00 I was thinking of lunch. Grilled cheese sandwiches to be exact. Well actually, I was thinking of grilled tuna and cheese but since I’ve been told no tuna I decided to stick with the cheese only variety.

Thus begins Lunch Part 1:

I get out of bed, traipse downstairs to the kitchen and begin to cook. I slice the cheese, butter the bread and turn it on low so as not to scorch the outside of the sandwich without melting the cheese.

It takes me about 20 minutes to go through the whole rigmarole but when I am done, I have a beautifully grilled sandwich. I cut it in half so I can take little bites and go back upstairs to my little bedroom hideaway.

I finish the first half, no problem. On the second half I get cocky. It’s going so well I begin to take bigger bites. I am on my second to last bite when it hits me. I leap from bed and sprint down the stairs.

I emerge from the bathroom 10 minutes later….

Morning Sickness: 1, Heather: 0

Lunch Part 2:

Jake takes out a bowl of chicken noodle soup and puts it in the microwave. I sip my water until it is done and then SLOWLY sip the soup broth. It takes me about 20 minutes of daintily taking little bites of the noodles and sips of the broth to get about half of the bowl gone. I call it good and lay back down.

Sometime in the few hours I was upstairs I happened to look down at my stomach and noticed something I was hoping to avoid. The hairs below my belly button have turned a much darker shade than any of the light blond hairs on the rest of my belly. I think there is some phenomenon called the linea niegra which causes this to happen, but I was hopping to avoid it. Apparently, I’m destined to get as many weird pregnancy symptoms as possible.

About 6:00 I finally decided that I was tired of surfing the internet and I was hungry. Jake suggested pizza. When it arrived I discovered that I should have ordered cheese instead of hamburger. The hamburger does NOT seem to be my friend. I did manage to get a piece and 1/3 down but no more. I resigned myself to 3 small breadsticks and then decided that it was time for bed.

By this point it was around 7:45 so I surfed the net for a few more hours and then I drift off into dream land hoping for a much less “eventful” day tomorrow.