I had the last appointment with Dr. Fast today which included a wanding and a peek at the newest member of our family. He/she seemed to be moving around happily and everything looked good. I was especially happy to see a nice looking spine. I've been a little worried. With Luke, I took prenatal vitamins for a looooong time. This time, I let my prescription lapse b/c my prescription plan doesn't cover the fancy ones I take and they're $50 a month. Maybe it's just guilt. I've been taking even fancier pills this time. (By the way, putting the DHA pill in the freezer to reduce the fish taste is only minimally effective.) The morning sickness is better, although it can still rear it's ugly head when least expected. Overall, I don't feel as debilitated. I think the end is near. I am still only eating soup, which seems to be fine since I seem to be gaining weight quite well.
I feel a little numb about all of this. As we were waiting for Dr. Fast to see us, I overheard a woman talking to the receptionist about her bill. She was trying to sort out a payment that included a cancelled IUI and other unpleasantness. I heard all of this and felt grateful because we were probably the luckiest people in the waiting room, but a big part of me feels overwhelmed. Not ungrateful, just a little bit unready for what lies ahead. This train is bound for glory, as the spiritual goes, so there's no stopping it now.
Because of the shuttle mission, we will be staying in town this year. That means everyone is coming to our very tiny house for Thanksgiving. M's niece is coming in from Tulane and my parents and brother are driving in from Austin. I have never in my life baked a turkey. I know it's not that hard, and I am a decent cook, but I am still a little afraid of poisoning everyone. I may not even feel like eating my own cooking, though, so I might be the only well one left if poisoning occurs. We'll just call it a safety precaution.
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