I'm frustrated with my current medical situation. How can it be that I am (nearly) perfectly healthy and fine when I leave Humboldt, then come down here and suddenly have gestational diabetes and am too heavy and have to count the times my baby moves through out the day and come in if he doesn't move a certain amount a day (because, apparently that means he's dead) and have to get my blood drawn and am anemic and all sorts of other crap that just makes me want to scream?
This sucks. Get born soon, Baby.Well, not too soon.
Also, try telling a pregnant woman she can't have ice cream. I dare you.
I nearly broke down today at the thought of a blueberry muffin.
