This is the phrase I have been telling myself all day today as I have been in a lot of pain. My body just isn't liking being pregnant with twins, and I have been having so much pelvic pain, back pain and leg pain that I can barely walk, and when I walk it's more of a waddle. And I'm only 21 1/2 weeks pregnant. If I'm having such a hard time now, I can't even imagine what's coming for the next 15 1/2 weeks or so!!
Another hard thing: I started having some contractions on Sunday, and I went in to my dr. yesterday to make sure things were OK. It wasn't labor, and there's not really anything to be worried about since I haven't dilated at all. The dr. just wants me to rest as much as I can and to take it easy. And I have to go back next Monday just to be sure things are still good. So I'm not officially on bed rest since it's not preterm labor, but I am supposed to be taking it "easy" while taking care of my 18 month old...ha ha! Easier said than done. It is hard for me to not pick her up when she just wants me to hold her, but picking her up hurts so badly. It's also very hard for me to just sit around, and not take care of things at home, since I am the one who is home all the time.
Despite all these hard things that I'm faced with right now, I know I can get through this one way or another. Hopefully I find some ways to relieve some of the pain so I can at least be somewhat productive around the house. As for now, I'm going to keep sitting and enjoying the silence around me as Ellie continues to sleep.
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Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Baby Grigs updates
Where does the time keep going?? I swear it was only yesterday when I was all fidgety and anxious to find out if we were having a little boy or girl, and now I've only got 104 days left to go!
I'm at 25 weeks, 1 day today and things are going pretty well. I have an appointment on Tuesday to check up on things and I actually have a list of questions this time! Go me! I hate how every time I'm at the Dr. I can never think of questions to ask, but this time I am bringing a list of questions I have so I can remember what to ask.
Notable things about the past four-five weeks of pregnancy include:
- my belly button is starting to poke out on the top! AH! It's crazy!
- I'm finally looking somewhat pregnant, instead of just chubby.
- I've been exercising more which helps me feel loads better @ work while I sit at a desk for 8 hours (yuck!)
- My back is hurting more and more every day.
- Baby Grigs is almost always awake and kicking/rolling/punching/dancing/moving like crazy around 1-1:30 p.m., 3 p.m., 7:30 p.m., and bedtime.
- I feel incredible love for this little bundle of joy more and more each day, and I can't wait to meet her!
I'm starting to become more and more uncomfortable every day. It's very rare that I sleep through the night because I tend to get pretty uncomfortable in the middle of the night. And to think...I still have 14 weeks and 6 days before I'm due! I don't want to imagine the discomfort I'll be in during the coming weeks! It's all totally worth it (or so they say) because once she's here, I am sure I'll forgive her of any and all discomfort she's put me through.
According to thebump.com,
"Baby's now the size of an eggplant!
That oh-so-handy sense of equilibrium is kicking in, and baby's learning to distinguish right side up from upside down."
I can't believe this pregnancy is going by so quickly and it won't be too long until we get to meet her! Every day, I get more excited and more nervous thinking about her arrival. I am also super paranoid. It's ridiculous how paranoid I get about silly little things, but hey, I just want to do everything right so I don't screw something up, okay?
Anyway, I'd love to keep writing, but I'm very uncomfortable sitting in this chair.
Take a look @ a picture of the bump created by Baby Grigs.
This was at around 24 weeks.
until next time...
According to thebump.com,
"Baby's now the size of an eggplant!
That oh-so-handy sense of equilibrium is kicking in, and baby's learning to distinguish right side up from upside down."
I can't believe this pregnancy is going by so quickly and it won't be too long until we get to meet her! Every day, I get more excited and more nervous thinking about her arrival. I am also super paranoid. It's ridiculous how paranoid I get about silly little things, but hey, I just want to do everything right so I don't screw something up, okay?
Anyway, I'd love to keep writing, but I'm very uncomfortable sitting in this chair.
Take a look @ a picture of the bump created by Baby Grigs.
This was at around 24 weeks.
until next time...
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
My recent surgery adventure. Everyone should do it, at least once!
While sitting here in my close to frigid house (the thermostat has decided to give up the ghost, so the house is a mere 65 degrees due to the heat not being able to be running!!! Factor in the 12 degree outside temperature, and you'll understand why I call it frigid!), I decided I should finally update my blog!
To start off, let's take a ride in the life of Shari and her knees for the past while and more specifically, the past 10 days!
Somewhere down the line of my existence, my knees decided to give up on me and turn ugly. It's true! I have no recollection of when it really happened, but I do know that it happened. If you are confused, just sit back and enjoy the ride I am about to take you on.
Earlier this year, as in late February, I started experiencing knee pain. I had always had slight knee pain brought on by various activities such as dancing, running, excessive Indian-style sitting, and anything else you can imagine that has to do with bending your knees very repetitiously. Well, I decided that during Spring Break, I would finally get all the blood tests my mom had always wanted me to get and they were all good except one--Rheumatoid Arthritis! After going through a scare of having RA, which fyi I don't have...we tried to figure out what was wrong with those wretched knees of mine! I might also add that along with the pain in my knees, I had the most terrible grinding sensation in both of them. I can't even explain it. It wasn't just your normal popping of joints, mind you, it was a full-out grind that caused even the doctors to twist their faces into utter disgust.
What was there to do about this problem?
The Rhuematologist decided that it was a problem caused by my quad muscles being out of balance with the other muscles in my thighs and it could be fixed with some simple physical therapy. Two months of physical therapy later--the problem had not only refused to get better, it had worsened with almost double the pain as before. The physical therapist decided that he could do no more for me, so he sent me to an orthopedic surgeon. This is where things really got serious. My mother was bound and determined that I would not be having knee surgery because it would ruin my knees for pageants (mind you I have yet to compete in Miss Utah) and give me ugly scars! Despite this, we went to Dr. Cooley in Park City, and within 30 minutes, he knew exactly what my condition was and how to treat it (i.e. surgery to lengthen my ligaments which were apparently too tight and clean out the cartilage and bone to abolish the grinding). We scheduled surgery for December 19th, and told him goodbye for about 6 months.
As we all know, December 19th has come and gone and here I sit with 6 little incisions, swollen knees, sore ligaments, and walking abilities close to that of a newly walking infant!
Life has been very different since surgery. First came the excruciating pain when the percocet wore off and I awoke 3 hours after a scheduled dose. That was a joyful experience. Then came the nausea. OH the nausea. I never knew a little white pill could cause such a churn in one's stomach. Now that I know, I will steer clear of percocet for as long as I possibly can! Next came the adventure of being comfortable. Tell me, how does one become comfortable when your legs are in braces from the ankles to the top of the thighs? I just don't get it. The answer--one is never comfortable with braces on the legs from the ankles to the thighs! Here's the favorite adventure. Although one may be stuck with legs straight and nauseated to the top of the nauseated chart, one still has to worry about mother nature and her wonderful duties. I don't share this to be gross or racy or anything else it could be taken as. Just tell me, please, how one is supposed to relive themselves while having BOTH legs stuck straight? I'll tell you what, it's not an easy task, and thank goodness I only had 5 days of it!!!!
Finally, after living on chicken noodle soup and applesauce, I got to visit Dr. Cooley once more. The day finally came to get the oh so convenient braces off for good! I took my last walk with the braces to the car. Hobbling into the seat using every bit of strength my arms had to offer. I went to TOSH to get it all fixed. They took the staples out, covered the incisions with tape, and what was the next adventure to endure?
None other than thigh high compression socks! This has been my current adventure, and it's an adventure indeed. They look like little girl's white tights, and they feel like control top pantyhose starting from my feet all the way up. They are supposed to help with the swelling and blood circulation. They're lots of fun!
The same day that I got my staples out and braces off, I walked for the first time. At a snail's pace, I ventured across the lobby of TOSH to the physical therapy department, where I spent an hour getting told to pull this knee tighter and to go until it hurt. Little did I know that unless your face says it hurts, it doesn't hurt. Beware all future physical therapy goers. They do a number to you! My instructions for the next little while included walking only for 10-15 minutes at a time and completing 4 different exercises a day. I was also summoned to grasp the idea of patella tilts. This was utterly disgusting! Who wants to grab their knee cap and tilt it in ways knee caps just don't naturally tilt. EVER! I also had specific instructions to elevate my feet on the wall while icing for 15 minutes 3 times daily.
What fun it has been. It really keeps you busy. You think you can just rest after a surgery, oh no. Think again! It's all for the best though. I have to say 10 days of sweats has killed. Killed my pride and my promise to myself (the promise being, of course, that I would never leave the house in sweat pants). I can't wait for the swelling to go down! I want to wear jeans! JEANS are calling my name! I can get them on, don't get me wrong. It's just that they have this way of rubbing against my incisions in the most unkind manner. It really is unfair. They don't tell you that when you sign up for these things. Or perhaps they do? *gasp* I bet it was in the fine print!!! It probably said something like this. **Beware subject being operated on will not be able to wear his/her favorite jeans due to swelling and tenderness of incisions for at least two weeks. Please, mentally prepare for that moment.**
For now, I'm here, recovering, doing physical therapy, sitting around being a couch potato, and still sitting in my frigid house (the heating guy...i.e. my father, has not fixed the thermostat yet...)
To start off, let's take a ride in the life of Shari and her knees for the past while and more specifically, the past 10 days!
Somewhere down the line of my existence, my knees decided to give up on me and turn ugly. It's true! I have no recollection of when it really happened, but I do know that it happened. If you are confused, just sit back and enjoy the ride I am about to take you on.
Earlier this year, as in late February, I started experiencing knee pain. I had always had slight knee pain brought on by various activities such as dancing, running, excessive Indian-style sitting, and anything else you can imagine that has to do with bending your knees very repetitiously. Well, I decided that during Spring Break, I would finally get all the blood tests my mom had always wanted me to get and they were all good except one--Rheumatoid Arthritis! After going through a scare of having RA, which fyi I don't have...we tried to figure out what was wrong with those wretched knees of mine! I might also add that along with the pain in my knees, I had the most terrible grinding sensation in both of them. I can't even explain it. It wasn't just your normal popping of joints, mind you, it was a full-out grind that caused even the doctors to twist their faces into utter disgust.
What was there to do about this problem?
The Rhuematologist decided that it was a problem caused by my quad muscles being out of balance with the other muscles in my thighs and it could be fixed with some simple physical therapy. Two months of physical therapy later--the problem had not only refused to get better, it had worsened with almost double the pain as before. The physical therapist decided that he could do no more for me, so he sent me to an orthopedic surgeon. This is where things really got serious. My mother was bound and determined that I would not be having knee surgery because it would ruin my knees for pageants (mind you I have yet to compete in Miss Utah) and give me ugly scars! Despite this, we went to Dr. Cooley in Park City, and within 30 minutes, he knew exactly what my condition was and how to treat it (i.e. surgery to lengthen my ligaments which were apparently too tight and clean out the cartilage and bone to abolish the grinding). We scheduled surgery for December 19th, and told him goodbye for about 6 months.
As we all know, December 19th has come and gone and here I sit with 6 little incisions, swollen knees, sore ligaments, and walking abilities close to that of a newly walking infant!
Life has been very different since surgery. First came the excruciating pain when the percocet wore off and I awoke 3 hours after a scheduled dose. That was a joyful experience. Then came the nausea. OH the nausea. I never knew a little white pill could cause such a churn in one's stomach. Now that I know, I will steer clear of percocet for as long as I possibly can! Next came the adventure of being comfortable. Tell me, how does one become comfortable when your legs are in braces from the ankles to the top of the thighs? I just don't get it. The answer--one is never comfortable with braces on the legs from the ankles to the thighs! Here's the favorite adventure. Although one may be stuck with legs straight and nauseated to the top of the nauseated chart, one still has to worry about mother nature and her wonderful duties. I don't share this to be gross or racy or anything else it could be taken as. Just tell me, please, how one is supposed to relive themselves while having BOTH legs stuck straight? I'll tell you what, it's not an easy task, and thank goodness I only had 5 days of it!!!!
Finally, after living on chicken noodle soup and applesauce, I got to visit Dr. Cooley once more. The day finally came to get the oh so convenient braces off for good! I took my last walk with the braces to the car. Hobbling into the seat using every bit of strength my arms had to offer. I went to TOSH to get it all fixed. They took the staples out, covered the incisions with tape, and what was the next adventure to endure?
None other than thigh high compression socks! This has been my current adventure, and it's an adventure indeed. They look like little girl's white tights, and they feel like control top pantyhose starting from my feet all the way up. They are supposed to help with the swelling and blood circulation. They're lots of fun!
The same day that I got my staples out and braces off, I walked for the first time. At a snail's pace, I ventured across the lobby of TOSH to the physical therapy department, where I spent an hour getting told to pull this knee tighter and to go until it hurt. Little did I know that unless your face says it hurts, it doesn't hurt. Beware all future physical therapy goers. They do a number to you! My instructions for the next little while included walking only for 10-15 minutes at a time and completing 4 different exercises a day. I was also summoned to grasp the idea of patella tilts. This was utterly disgusting! Who wants to grab their knee cap and tilt it in ways knee caps just don't naturally tilt. EVER! I also had specific instructions to elevate my feet on the wall while icing for 15 minutes 3 times daily.
What fun it has been. It really keeps you busy. You think you can just rest after a surgery, oh no. Think again! It's all for the best though. I have to say 10 days of sweats has killed. Killed my pride and my promise to myself (the promise being, of course, that I would never leave the house in sweat pants). I can't wait for the swelling to go down! I want to wear jeans! JEANS are calling my name! I can get them on, don't get me wrong. It's just that they have this way of rubbing against my incisions in the most unkind manner. It really is unfair. They don't tell you that when you sign up for these things. Or perhaps they do? *gasp* I bet it was in the fine print!!! It probably said something like this. **Beware subject being operated on will not be able to wear his/her favorite jeans due to swelling and tenderness of incisions for at least two weeks. Please, mentally prepare for that moment.**
For now, I'm here, recovering, doing physical therapy, sitting around being a couch potato, and still sitting in my frigid house (the heating guy...i.e. my father, has not fixed the thermostat yet...)
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