Let's just say that the last two years have made being a female, which was never a problem, have become increasingly unpleasant for me. I don't know if it's having three kids, getting older, or just luck of the draw, but it stinks. It's a beautiful evening and I planned on mowing my lawn (my favorite chore, remember). Instead, I loaded up on drugs that are proving to be useless (that's a first), took a scalding hot shower, and am currently propped up in bed with a heating pad and a rice bag (three cheers to Tim for getting those things warmed up while I showered) while watching everyone walking by my window enjoying the beautiful night. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Poor me.
So, I'll babble for a while. Here's a little stream of consciousness. I'm enjoying school with the boys. Our new schedule is perfect for this particular season of life. I feel productive, not overwhelmed. We're doing a last minute Marshmallow Gun War - Third Edition on Saturday. Guess I better go buy some marshmallows. I wonder how many people will be able to make it at the last minute? I love all the trees in my yard and out my window. We are so blessed to live here! It's a fabulous neighborhood. I really want some ice cream. I think there's some coconut macadamia stuff in the freezer. It wasn't as good as I hoped, but it would probably do the job tonight. I need something to counteract the heat that's wrapped around my body in this warm weather, after all. Why aren't these drugs taking my pain away?! Got to take the kids to the park today and they scarfed a bunch of blackberries. I'm back on the Sonlight forums after taking the summer off. The break was great, but it's nice to be back. Our Kiwi neighbor is walking by. Makes me miss Marnie. Naomi is whining. Apparently it hasn't clicked yet that Weathersbys don't whine. She also failed to get the memo that they always poop in the toilet by the time they're two. Now she's hamming it up. Crazy girl.
All right, it's been over two hours since drugging myself and the pain has gone from an 8 to a 6. Ugh. Next dose is going to be something with "PM" in the name. I want sleep tonight!! After a night of insomnia last night, I can't risk a lack of sleep tonight.
I am going to check a few other things online, then I'm off to utilize my self-imposed bedrest as a time for doing some reading.
5 comments:
A nurse midwife told me to take 800mg of ibuprofen (Advil, motrin) twice a day 2 days before you're supposed to start. It helps break down prostaglandins, which give you the bad cramps.
Ugh! I'm sorry you're not feeling well. I'm praying that you'll be back to your normal cheery feeling self ASAP! Hugs...
So, I know you *hate* baths, but they really do the trick with that kind of pain. And you don't feel as icky-sweaty-warm, the way you do with a heating pad. Thankfully my years of bad female pain are over (hopefully), but man, it was a doozy back then. Seriously, I think it was just as painful as labor. I feel for ya! Hope you're back to normal tomorrow.
I'm sorry you're feeling yuck Bethany. That third one just wrecks the body!
I used to suffer, and suffer badly, every month. I don't suffer at all now since switching to the Diva and CPs. Shorter, lighter, no pain, and no breast tenderness, and only 1 day of being crabby. My family loves me again LOL.
I hope you feel better today.
I once read that when a woman turns 30 her body goes through some major changes....I would have to agree! Since turning 30 my health has been on the fritz, I developed endometriosis and now I battle HORRIBLE, crazy PMS. UGH! This is not what a mother of eight (or three) needs. Hang in there. I know I sure need too.
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