|Level 29 Human Bard/Fighter
Shoe Size: 10
Highest skills: Bluff, Gather Rumors, Knowledge (Folklore) (History),
|Level 30 Human Warlock/Ranger
Shoe Size: 11
Bra Size: 36B
Highest skills: Heal, Knowledge (Science) (Arcana), Spot, Listen, Swim
Level 0 Human NPC
Highest skills: Grow, Swim,
|Lady Jr is hardening their soft, cartilagey bones by leeching as much calcium from me as they can. Back to the bone broth, then!
At over 5″, Lady Jr is both the size of a pomegranate and a chubby little chipmunk:
Overall: My mind is continually blown at how far along we are. Every week I’m like “Lady Jr is so big!” and then Lady Jr is even bigger the next week. And yet I still don’t really feel pregnant. Even the headaches have subsided – at least in frequency. I’m realizing I had an expectation that by 16/17 weeks I would both look fairly pregnant and feel fairly pregnant. Not the case.
Mood: Angry and weepy, but usually for reasons. Dealing with Lady Sr’s insurance and doctors and ongoing foot issues makes me want to wring some necks. But then again, I almost cried this morning because I was wearing the same style shirt as Dr Lady and had to find a different shirt but didn’t wanna. So uh. Yeah.
Clothes: Bah. Two more skirts out of the running. I’m so desperate I’m wearing pants, which fit because I usually buy my pants super big/baggy. But all the maternity stuff makes me look preg and I’m still not ready for that (in public).
Fun(!) New Symptoms: Small bladder syndrome. I mostly avoided this issue up until now, but I have definitely noticed a big difference in the last week(ish) in how frequently I have to pee. It’s a little ridiculous during the day. Not bad at night because I was already waking up at 2am.
Exercise: It looks like we’re taking a substantial hiatus from Crossfit. Mostly because of Dr Lady’s foot and subsequent scheduling issues. I will continue lifting on my own. I re-started the Zombies, Run! 5k program because apparently just running for 30min was too much for me. So I’m going to steadily reintroduce myself to running to keep up my cardio.
I hiked straight up Tumamoc (a well-paved but very steep hill) on Sunday with minimal duress, which was reassuring. My capacity for exercise seems to have (mostly) returned; I just have to be careful about pushing myself too hard still.
Dr Lady: Dear god, where to even begin. After playing phone tag with her doctor for four weeks and telling them that the insurance didn’t even have a peer-to-peer on file, the nurse told her that they were still waiting for the insurance to contact them. Which is BS because the insurance has already closed the case.
So Dr Lady fired her current doctor and made an appointment with a new doctor – today. One who says they do in-house MRIs and don’t wait for pre-approval from the insurance. I’m going with her to the appointment because she can’t even walk to the parking garage anymore – she was on crutches all weekend. I also want to help be her advocate, because I know how tricksy doctors can be.
Please please send good thoughts our way that we can at least get a fucking diagnosis soon so Dr Lady can begin some sort of treatment.
Otherwise, she’s super excited about MI and has started telling Lady Jr “good morning!” and “good night!” every day. <3
Progress Photo, 16w6d: