Pee in a cup, put it in the small, secret aluminum door in the bathroom. Life in fast forward like 4 overly pregnant women wobbling in and out of the drs office while you sit vibrating from the glucose drink they made you drink and wait it out. I look around the office. Everyone is reading a “health” type magazine or “Parenting”. I am reading Elle, the new one with Gwen Stefani on it and she’s looking fierce. I feel smug about this. Like somehow I’m cooler than everyone else in the waiting room when in fact I’m actually just a magazine addict with too much time on her hands. Too much time waiting. At the doctors office.
The doctor tells me I’m anemic and that it should be easily remedied by taking a slow release iron pill. I am hoping this will cure some of the weakness and faintness I’ve been feeling lately. Blood pressure was normal. Weight – maintained since last appointment. Baby – heartbeat of 142 (normal). Will find out the results of my blood sugar levels in two business days.
In and out, another appointment. I am getting used to this by now.
Piece of cake. 27wks, 6 days.
Posted by Jackie on June 26, 2009 at 5:25 am
I like it! Keep reading the fashionista magazines, lady!!!
And congrats on the good appt!