This week has been pretty rotten for me. I feel gross and keep feeling grosser. I went to the doctor’s and they are super natural here and won’t give me drugs. The doctor recommended the same box of vitamins so many times, even though Elisa has already been taking them. I usually opt to not medicate myself if at all possible but throwing up all the time and feeling awful either way just doesn’t work for me.

So instead they offered to give me an IV and acupuncture. Whatever works right? What a drag. For the last two days I have gone into the doctor to get poked and have the drip. I am still feeling awful and still throwing up. They don’t speak such good English at this clinic we tried, and that was stressful. It would be easier at a place where the doctor is fluent.

Chad came along to my first appointment and got an early view into to the wonderful world of feminine medicine. I felt so awkward, but I guess in due time he’ll be seeing a lot more awkward so I better get used to it. I thought it was kind of funny to see the total humiliation that a feminine exam involves. So sue me. After the doctor told me that they wouldn’t give me anything for my nausea nor my motion sickness for our flights in March, and that the baby must have sneaked in at the end of a cycle because we are only 9 weeks along not 11 like we thought, so I’ll be feeling horrible for at least 3 more weeks if I’m lucky, I was pretty sure nothing could cheer me up. But seeing a very little person on an ultrasound and a little heart beating was pretty awesome. The new projected due date is Sept 12.

So I am trying to imagine that I could possibly choose to do this again in the future–but that is pretty difficult. Everyone says it’s worth it and I am sure it is, but adoption is looking like a pretty nice alternative right now. As long as this one has those awesome blue eyes of Chad’s I may not be up for this again. That or we’ll make sure we’re in the states where they will drug me up. A lot of people say that women in the old days went through childbirth and pregnancy without all the modern things–those people seem to forget that the mortality rate was also not so good back in the day.

Chad broke our $4 bed while doing some sort of aerobatic activity. I love our bed, so it is too bad. But I also hate our bed, because it cost us $4 and a big pain in the neck, and a long time to get–so I am a little thrilled that I get to find something new. Chad took the feet off and the supports and now our mattress and box-spring are sitting on the floor with the bed frame lying around it. Now our bed isn’t dangerous to get in and out of and you can actually see the head board. I do believe Switzerland will be the bed’s final resting place.

If you have ever heard of that movie I will be truly impressed!

Two names I go by:
1- Molisa
2- Meem

Two things I am wearing right now:
1- One of Chad’s t-shirts
2- Christmas PJs

Two of my favorite things to do:
1- Play outside
2- Make people smile and laugh

Two things I want very badly at the moment:
1- the ability to look at, smell and taste food and enjoy it again
2- …

Two favorite pets I’ve had:
1- Well, Yoda, my awesome and rebellious dog. My family just put him down a couple days ago.
2- it’s a toss up between the rest

Two things I did last night:
1- watched LOST reruns
2- welcomed Chad home

Two things I ate today:
1- BRAT
2-

Two people I last talked to:
1- Chad
2- Rachel (thanks for taking care of me!!!)

Two longest car rides:
1- Canada Road trip before my mission
2- Virginia to Seattle through the southern states

Two favorite beverages:
1- Water
2- TBD