So I came home yesterday from work and told Troy I simply couldn't go back. I'd felt tired, nauseous, and generally icky all day long. We decided I should call my backup substitute and have her start for me today. So I stayed in bed an extra two hours this morning, started a load of laundry, and am now indulging in time online. I do need to head upstairs and put the nursery back together. We had the carpets professionally cleaned yesterday, as well as the couch and my orange chair. We moved most of the stuff out of the nursery so the floors could be cleaned really well.
I'm going to read and do other quiet, restful things in between taking care of some things around the house. I have an appointment with Dr. "Nothing's Wrong, You're Just Pregnant" Wheelock at 3 pm today, with an ultrasound to see how big Grant is these days. Will he say induce or will he tell me to come home and suck it up for awhile longer?
Today I learned that some guy rode for four miles at fifty miles per hour in his wheelchair after the handles got stuck in the grille of a big rig. They said he was bummed that he'd spilled his soda, but was otherwise fine. Wow.
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