So, I've been M.I.A. for awhile. You remember me telling you about that parasite..thing..yeah the baby? Well I've made the decision that the thing hates me, with a severe passion. I have been beyond sick this last week.
"Oh thats just a little bit of morning sickness, you'll be fine..."
Fuck off! I haven't been able to keep WATER down. I wasn't mobile. If I moved, I threw up! I was never seen with out my little trash can. The poor Mountain Man couldn't come with in 3 feet of me without me throwing up whether he'd just got off work or out of the shower. I could barely put shampoo in my own hair with out wanting to throw up. Life was rough ya'll! (Yes that may have been a lil Ozarkanian coming out there...sorry)
Anyhow, this morning we went in to see the doctor and the magnificent man, he who is now holy in my book, gave me anti-nausea pills. I loves him...
First thing I did was eat, too much, but soooo worth it.
Second thing?...yeah I got some. Sex is good, mmkay.
And last, I plan on taking a shower. One where I don't throw up half way through.
Life is good once again.