Thursday, February 17, 2011

Well, the secret is out, sort of.

I told my boss. He's happy for us, but sees how complicated this makes his whole situation (our group is short staffed right now; I'm doing my job plus trying to keep things rolling for one of the empty jobs that he needs to fill).

I gave up today and put on maternity pants. I'm down to 2 pairs of slacks that are sort of kind of comfortable, and it's just not worth it.

Tonight I'm doing our longest ever solo drive with Acorn - we have to pick my dad up from the airport, and my spouse has other commitments. I wasn't worried about it until I learned that last night's nurse couldn't get him situated with his cap on this morning - she switched to a speaking valve to give him a little bit easier time breathing. Because there's air still moving through his trach with a valve on, he still has to be suctioned pretty regularly, unlike the cap which means virtually no suctioning. We went in to the doctor on Monday, and after looking him over, the guy said, "well, he doesn't really seem sick...but clearly he's not at baseline."  Gee, thanks. I said that when we walked in, so why am I paying you to parrot my statements back to me?

Anyway. Pregnancy dreams have gotten disturbing - that can stop any time. So can the morning sickness, though it seems to be a bit less this week. Last week was horrible again though, so I don't want to pin my hopes on apparent improvement just yet.

And I need to write about our amazing appointment with the physical medicine & rehab doctor, but that's another story for another time...

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