Tuesday, August 12, 2008

This weekend really has worn me down!

The last few days have really kicked my ass for some reason; ok, so I got NO sleep Saturday night, but I did sleep most of the day on Sunday before I went back to work - and I did get a few hours sleep on Sunday night, then took my usual nap Monday morning... but I just can't seem to really wake up! It's very aggravating! I have NO energy right now!! I'm trying so hard to get back to the gym, but I don't want to do much of anything!

Of course, the majority of the weight I've gained is hormone induced, and primarily in the form of edema - nothing to be done about that until I stop the BCPs. And believe me, while I'm supposed to stay on them until the end of September, I'm seriously considering stopping much sooner. God, how did I ever take these things for years on end?? No wonder I was a bigger back before I got pregnant with First born than I am now! Not like it's really all that much weight - but I can still tell I've gained 5 or 6 lbs, and it all seems to be between my waist and my knees!! My clothes still fit, but they fit a little bit differently... more annoying than anything!!

The boys went to work with me last night; WHY they want to ever go is beyond my comprehension, but they were both insistent, so I took them along. They really don't cause me any problems, though there were a few tough moments last night. They are very inquisitive, which I generally encourage, BUT they were having trouble last night with understanding that I can't evaluate a patient and make quick decisions about it's emergent care AND simultaneously answer their never ending questions about what's going on and sometimes totally unrelated stuff. There was one time that a dog was semi-crashing and I had to yell at them to just shut up and then later with that same dog, they were between me and the equipment that I needed to care for the dog and I had to snap at them to get out of the surgery room. I hate being short-tempered like that with them, and I tried to explain it to them on the way home this morning... this is my JOB and the animals that I'm treating come FIRST; their questions are a distraction and can be answered LATER and they have to STAY OUT OF MY WAY!!

Anyway, we went to bed around midnight - the 3 of us in the slightly oversized twin bed... yeah, right. I dozed off for about an hour and woke up squished between the boys - so I flipped over upside-down and ended up with Middle Child's feet in my face. Nice... So I made a palette on the floor, just about the time some idiot brought her freakin' chihuahua in... now, I know the definition of an emergency is "anything that the client deems is an emergency" BUT this dog has had bloody diarrhea for 3 days, or maybe longer - the owner wasn't really sure; she's 8 yrs old, unspayed and the owner has never taken her to the vet. Now, suddenly at 2am, this diarrhea is an emergency?? Well, fine... but it turned out to be a $600 emergency by the time I was through with her.

The client left about 4am (I made her leave the dog for overnight treatment) and I went back to bed, on the concrete floor, on top of a pile of shoes and who knows what else... needless to say I really didn't sleep. Little Man woke me up at 9am because once again, my favorite overnight tech left me sleeping. I've asked her several times NOT to do this!! I really want to go HOME when the shift is over!! So, we trudged home and I tried to take a nap - but Middle Child was washing the chinchilla's rugs right outside my bedroom door, and then the boys decided that they wanted milkshakes (and the blender is terribly LOUD), and First Born came in to get my laptop and then my car keys... so I didn't really get any sleep this morning. That's alright - I don't expect it to be too busy tonight either; I can probably be in bed by midnight or 1am. In bed, BY MYSELF! LOL And then I'm actually off work tomorrow, which will be nice :) if I'm not too tired to function!

Changing subjects.... M says that the Doodle-bops does a lot of rolling and kicking, and while it can be annoying at 3am, it keeps her from ever having to worry if she's doing alright! She told me that a few days ago, the baby was doing something that felt like she was being tickled from the inside out! Strange! *sigh* That's what I'm missing most about this pregnancy - I loved feeling my babies move inside me!

I'm looking foward to the next OB visit; we do the Glucon challenge then. M says that the baby is very active any time she eats so that I should get to feel her moving after they spike her blood sugar!! I haven't felt her move yet :( though M says she's felt it enough for all of us!!