I could really use a nap right now
Mood: irratated
Listening to: Green Day- Welcome to Paradise
Ugh, the nausea has been pretty bad this week. I've puked twice this week and once was this morning. That sucked.
Went to the doctor yesterday. I had to fill out a CRAPLOAD of paperwork and such so I can get health insurance. I had to have blood drawn. That blew massive squirrel ass. I had to be stuck twice because I have shitty veins. It wouldn't have been so bad if they hadn't draped the thin tube that carried the blood to the test tubes across my arm where I could still feel the warmth of my blood. I damn near passed out.
I talked with the nurse about me having a C-section and they told me it would only be as a last resort. I was NOT happy. I want a C-section. Y'all have to realize that I am only 4 foot 11 and I only weigh 101 pounds. I'm a tiny thing. Trying to pass a fully-developed baby would tear me up and quite frankly, I don't want to be in intense pain for 20 hours and then the doc's like "well, OK Now we'll do a C-section" . Stephen doesn't want to see me go through that kind of pain either. He's delievered 3 babies (none of them his own) into this world as an EMT and he has seen what natural childbirth does to a woman. Everyone thinks I'm fucking crazy for wanting a C-section. They tell me that I'm not a good mother if I just have it C-Section. My response is, "What the fuck? It's my body, my baby, and my choice". Ugh, ignorant people piss me off!
