Sick Again

So I have yet another infection. I have a sore throat, low back (kidney) pain and I urinate continuously. The doctor's office sent me to the lab to pee in a cup, unfortunately I was unable to perform/provide them with enough urine, so I had to sit around in their office until I could provide more. Because it will take time to get the results back they have started me on an antibiotic ahead of time...woot! That's how I wanted to spend my 23rd birthday...

Well that was a few weeks ago, I finished my antibiotics last weekend and was feeling great. As it turned out there was no infection, even though all of my symptoms went away following/during the course of antibiotics.

Well I am sick again, again, again, for like the billioneth time this pregnancy. I have missed almost a month of work since becoming pregnant due to illness.

So Sunday after church we went to a "hey let's together because you're dying, but you're not dead yet party" I have been with Mark for years and have never met alot of his aunt's, uncles, cousins until this past weekend. Being the pregnant woman at the party I was the official baby holder, which was fine by me. Unfortunately I got thrown up on by Olivia, a really easy/quiet 6 month old. No big deal I wiped up my shirt and pants and continued holding her, but oh my goodness that smell sticks around.

Fast forward an hour I was forced by my husband and his siblings to scarf down what was left on my plate so we could hurry away from the party. So with an uncomfortably full belly we set out for the longer that I am used to drive...within a short while I got a tummy ache...and then nauseated...and then even more nauseated. By the time we reached the intersection of Walnut and El Camino I was swallowing back the pre-vomit juices and was preparing to puke into my purse. If it had been just Mark and I in the car I would have asked him to pull over much earlier. But in the car was Mark, his brothers Jared and Christian and sister Kellie. I was really embarassed and did not want to puke in front of them...and was trying my darndest to make it back to the in-laws before tossing my cookies. I had planned that when we pulled into the driveway I would open my door and let it go! But sitting there at the intersection I couldn't hold off any longer and started heaving into my mouth, I covered my mouth with one hand and rolled down the window with the other. Well before the window got down far enough for me to stick my head out I un-intentionally took a breathe. Thus bringing the vomit into my nose and lungs. Now two days later I sound like I have a cold, but my head is clear but my lungs are full...of I don't want to know what. I threw up the whole way home from the intersection, the rest of that evening and for all of Monday. So now it is Tuesday, and I have kept down breakfast and some cookies(thank goodness).

I have spent so much of my pregnancy on the couch (morning, noon and night). I had moved off of the couch last week and kept a really full, fun schedule everyday, I really enjoyed getting out of the apartment. But now the doctor, my grandma, my dad, everyone I talk to tells me to REST! I am tired of resting...I want to escape!

I know that once the baby comes we (baby and I) will be locked in at home for awhile, so I really wanted to get out now and not be a home body so that when the baby comes I won't resent being trapped at home for so long.

At this rate (with my cough and voice) my next outing might not be until Friday(frown)...for my ultrasound(YAY-I get to see da baby)!