Raine: Patchwork Girl

Well, since the University's online interface is giving me the 500 internal server error thing AGAIN!!! that means I'm finally updating this week.

There are three things of note this week:

1. We did, in fact, switch doctors. We are now seeing Dr. Mary Tsuang at Evergreen Women's Health Center. This means we're planning to deliver at Evergreen Hospital's Family Maternity Center. There is a list of classes included on their site, as well as a virtual tour of their birthing suites. I think this will be a good move. All the doctors at this health center are women. It's closer. My doctor is right down the hill. I feel better about this move.


2. I think I'm officially starting to show. It's a little tiny more everyday. Still not totally obvious, but Stephen says I'm starting to look pregnant. We're very near the end of the first trimester and I think this is exciting.


3. I found out what it's like to be taken from work in an Ambulance. I passed out at work following a migraine and a very hard morning of morning sickness. I was in the ladies room at the time, ensuring that my stomach was totally devoid of all possible contents. The next thing I know, I'm face down on the floor and people are trying to get me to stand up. So yeah, long story short: I went to the hospital. I'm fine. The baby is fine. I scared the patooey out of a lot of people, but everyone is fine now. squidgyfishlove has a much more thorough account of it on his lj. It's over and done for me, and it was on Wednesday, so I'm pretty over it at this point. Sorry it's not a better story.

Today, I got to have lunch with my aunt Linda, which is a rare treat. She has been my hero and inspiration since I was very small. She's a busy woman, and I wish I could see her more often. Interesting highlight of the conversation was easily her offering, "If you decide you don't want the baby, I'll take it!" She really likes kids, which is perfect considering she runs the Seattle Children's Theatre, but she will have to settle for being a major cultural influence. She was that for me and I would certainly be a lesser person had I been without that in my childhood.

And it looks like it's time to feed the sick husband. Seriously, the man needs to have his sinuses hoovered for the better good of all. Gah.

OH! One last thing:
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