I haven’t updated in a while as things are just always so busy. By the time I am home, I don’t feel like sitting at the computer. But here I am, 27 weeks today – and into the third trimester. Finally!
Shiloh is very active and my belly is getting large. People look shocked when they ask when I am due and I tell them March. But I’m little so my belly just has nowhere to go but out…
I still have my PICC line. I thought I was feeling pretty good in late October and tried to wean off of my meds. That turned out to be a bad experiment and I wound up sick as ever and in bed for two days before I could get all my meds back in me and working. My PICC line freaked me out so much last time I could barely look at it. This time, not only can I look at it without being bothered, I even took a picture to remember it by. This is what it looks like:
It goes into my body just to the right of the smaller white piece of adhesive you see. It runs through my vein and ends just before my heart. The blue port dangling down is where I can screw in a saline flush, syringe of Zofran or hook up an IV; it’s also where they can hook up a syringe and pull blood out of me for blood work. I could hook a syringe up and pull my own blood out if I wanted, but that’s just kind of gross. Ha ha. It has the date and initials on it because I have to have the dressing (tape) changed every week. So that was when it had last been changed and the attending nurse’s initials. They also measure how much of the line is out of my body. At this point, I guess so much of it has slipped out during routine changes that it’s technically no longer a PICC line – it’s a midline. I think that just means it no longer goes near my heart. That’s fine with me, as I try to limit the number of foreign objects that get close to my heart.
Some days, I practically feel normal. Other days, I am still nauseous. It varies from mild to severe and there’s no real rhyme or reason as to what days I will be sick and how sick I will be. But I have many more good days than bad, so I will take it.
I want to get the PICC line out, but I’m not ready. I hope for some time without it, as it makes showering and bathing a pain (it can’t get wet). And I had bought a cute maternity swimsuit early on, thinking I would be going to the gym to swim. I’m feeling like at this point, that’s not going to happen. Time will tell.
I finally admitted last week that even though I always thought I loved being pregnant, being pregnant now, and reading my blogs from my other two pregnancies, I don’t think I really like it all that much after all. I love my belly and feeling my baby move, but beyond that, it kind of sucks for me. And I hate that it sucks. But it is what it is and as Skip said the other night, it’s just “not my thing”.
I took my GTT (glucose tolerance test) today and that stupid orange drink made me want to hurl! I hope I pass as I had to do the three hour test with the boys and man, did that ever suck.
I also start my every-two-week appointments in January. I can’t believe it’s time for that already!
Next week I will do another belly photo for 28 weeks.
That’s about it! Happy holidays to you and yours. :)
