32 Weeks

32 weeks and finally done with school, and not a moment too soon.  Recently I started having sharp pain in my pubic bone.  I couldn't imagine trying to battle this and do two 10 hour clinicals a week.  The pain started out as an ache, but I really didn't think much of it.  Afterall, some part of my body has hurt ever since surgery.   The pain would subside if I would sit down, but in some situations that's just not possible.  I thought "so my crotch ached, I'm 8 months pregnant".  So if this pain arose, I just kept doing what I was doing.... until the pain became sharp.  The first time this happened I was in Target.  I thought "holy crap that hurt!".  But did it stop me from continuing to walk around the store?  No.  I'm kind of stubborn, and I definitely would not do well with restrictions.  If I want to do something or something needs done, I just do it.  I don't like to wait or ask for help..... Mom I hope you aren't reading this.  But one sharp pain turned into about 8.  It didn't help that I was getting hot in the store with my coat on and my blood sugar was low.  By stabbing pain number eight, I was leaning over my cart and I'm pretty sure bystanders thought I was going into labor.  I was doing my best to hide the fact that I was in pain, but I could not get to the checkout fast enough.  No I was not going to abandon the items in my cart just because I was in pain, I just needed to find a fast cashier.  Thankfully I did, although one lady tried to move over to my checkout just as I was walking up.... not today lady.  The cashier I got was a chipper woman who was trying to start a conversation about all of the items I was purchasing..... not today lady.  I was gritting my teeth and trying to stand up-right in an attempt to look normal, a conversation was not possible.  Finally I got out of the store, why in the world did I park so far away?  I awkwardly put the items in my car, and all I could think was "I don't think I can walk to the cart return and back to my car".  What was I going to do?  Then the clouds parted and down came an angelic, cherub faced cart boy who asked me if he could take my cart.  Thank you God!  I said yes, and thanked him profusely.

A few days later I was going to clean the bathroom.  I told you, I'm not good with restrictions.  My goal was to clean the vanity, then rest, and work on it in pieces.  Well, I cleaned the vanity and with my pubic bone aching I bent over to wipe down the baseboards.  As I was doing this the pain went away, relief!  So needless to say, I came to the conclusion that Baby T was looking for the exit and by doing this she was beating her head against my pubic bone.  By bending over I relieved some of the pull of gravity on her head, and thus pain relief.  Now if everyone doesn't mind, my butt will be in the air with my head to the floor for the next 8 weeks.