Oh, Friday morning. You came early today.I first awoke at about 3:30 AM. I blame an increasingly uncomfortable bed for the early wake-up, but once I was awake the nausea took over and I got to lay on the bathroom floor so mattress quality was a moot point. But the real pleasure of this morning was the fact that my right eye was crusted shut.
This eye has been watering, sending tears down my cheeks spontaneously and pretty much constantly for about three weeks now. At the suggestion of my midwife, I made an appointment with the optometrist, but that appointment is still two weeks away. The tearing wasn't causing problems, it was just a bit annoying. Until today, of course, when it became gross and painful.
So I did what one does with nausea in the middle of the night (dry heaving!) and finally went back to sleep...
Only to wake up a few hours later with Jonathan and discover that Sydney (cat) had knocked his glasses off the nightstand and onto the floor where Olive (dog) had decided to destroy them. (Olive was fully awake, of course, since she thought that me waking up at 3:30 meant morning had arrived). Anyhow, this was the second pair of glasses that Olive got her paws on in as many weeks, leaving Jonathan without another backup pair.
And leaving us with one good eye between the two of us.
With this much excitement before 7 AM - oh and me hugging the toilet again upon the second wakeup - Jonathan decided to take a personal day. He accompanied me to Duke Urgent Care, where I was processed and given an eye evaluation and lots of basins to spew into in case I needed it, had an eye culture taken, and was told that my tonsils are on the giant side (my dentist always tells me this too) - all within an hour! Thanks to the MIRACLE of health insurance, I paid zip zero zilch for the whole thing and proceeded to pick up my eye drops for a whopping $4 at CVS. Then I dropped off my blind husband and went to work to expose 30 middle-schoolers to pinkeye. (I was careful, I promise). Jonathan got help from his brother and sister-in-law and got some emergency specs from LensCrafters, and we lived through today.
And today is the two-month mark. The wee one is the size of a kidney bean. We have a few more weeks until we hope to be able to hear a heartbeat. And I'm counting down the days until the second trimester, when I hear that I might not feel so very sick and tired.
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