The orange drink was not all that bad. I didn’t get to choose between any sort of flavors. I didn’t expect it to be carbonated, though. There was a clinical sort of taste to it that made a strange aftertaste linger around after a swallow, but all-in-all, I expected it to be much worse than it turned out.
My overall weight gain is now at +1.5 pounds. Why the nurse didn’t go ahead and give me the extra half-pound to my credit is beyond me. So… I guess I still haven’t started putting on any real weight, though my fundal height is measuring “right-on-target” as the doctor put it.
Guess that means the belly is big enough for being 28 weeks along.
My mom drove down to be with me during my appointment. She was my fainting insurance, and she worked. I just know, had she not been there, I would have fainted when the nurse drew the blood from my inner right elbow. Though I know the fear of needles thing is purely psycological, it turns into a physical problem when fainting is involved. Turns out, though, that my “fear” of being poked results more accurately in holding my breath, which thus deprives my brain of oxygen which causes the faint feelings. So I guess I brought my mom along to my appointment so that I would keep breathing. Now that just sounds plain silly, but like I said, no harm done.
In fact, she spent most of the day spoiling me rotten. We had lunch at La Madeleine near the Arboretum (I had half of a Chicken Salad Croissant with chips, half of a Quiche Lorraine, a slice of bread, and two lemonades - so, yes, I DO EAT, I just don’t gain much weight) then headed over to Babies R Us where I added yet more things to the registry (since it is the only place we are registering, officially) and bought an outfit… then to La-Z-Boy where I showed my mom Marty, the recliner David and I picked out instead of those flimsy gliders available at Babies R Us. After La-Z-Boy and a quick jaunt over to Birds Unlimited and Kid-to-Kid, we headed over to the salon for some haircuts and highlights. Bambi, yes, her name is really Bambi, did a great job matching up the lighter tone of my two-tone hair with highlights up on the darker roots. I feel grrreat! Mom’s hair looks great too. She has a very balanced cut now and I hope she really likes it. Bambi does take some getting used to, at least, personality-wise.
So, yah, that was my day. I’m exhausted…