- 33weeks 4 days, another visit to Addams family doctors
- 90th percentile for growth
- belly is in 97th percentile (this is related to my blood sugars. and not in a good way.)
- estimated weight: 6 pounds, 10 ounces
- Estimated Gestational age: 36weeks, 6 days.
- Fluid: 29 (last week was 16)
I am reprimanded to stop eating half meals (this is the only way I am able to keep blood sugar low enough to ‘pass’), and eat off the diabetic diet because otherwise they can’t figure out how to control the sugar. I am advised that since my family is vegetarian and I can’t eat pasta and nachos every night, perhaps I should cook my own meals.
I am barealy able to restrain myself from saynig “go fuck yourself” to the very sweet doctor, who has no intimate familiarity with my relationship with food, nor knowledge of my inability to move in the afternoons.
No contractions on the monitor. Three contractions as I’m walking out the door. Fuck you, contractions. Put up or shut up.
Here I am, throwing a cliche at you, but you are SO CLOSE TO DONE!
SO CLOSE!
ILY
She took my cliche! Soon and very soon. I know. Not soon enough!
I am a stealer of cliche.
Hee.
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