I’m sorry that I’m so bad about blogging. The truth is, there isn’t much to blog about right now.
I got my car back last week. It’s all shiny & fixed. The guy even rotated my tires for me out of the goodness of his heart. I need to tell him that the goodness of his heart cost me almost $300.
I’m not usually a space case [oh, who am I kidding? Yes I am.]. I knew I needed new tires. I guess I just didn’t realize how much I needed new tires. And after dude rotated them, I almost cried. We were planning to schedule an appointment this week to have the car seat installed. I refused to do so until there were new tires on the car. That is how badly it was running with the tires rotated out of the goodness of someone’s heart. I went today & had new tires put on it. Then I called to try & get an appointment to have the seat installed [or inspected if that’s all they’ll do]. I haven’t gotten a phone call back yet. And while I didn’t ever plan to procrastinate this much on the car seat thing, I know that it needs to be done like, now. Especially after the doctor’s appointment that I had on Friday.
My blood pressure was not good at the doctor’s office Friday morning. In fact, it was high & my feet were swollen to the point that my doctor sent me to L&D to be monitored for pre-eclampsia. Plus I’d woken up with a headache that morning. This is the third time in the last four weeks that I’ve had to go to L&D. These trips are getting boring. They checked my blood pressure when I was seen by the triage nurse. It had already fallen from where it was at the doctor’s office. By the time I was hooked up to the monitors in the back, it had fallen to “better than” my nurse’s current blood pressure. They told me to call the doctor if I had any kind of symptoms of high BP again. And… doctor said she might need to induce me if the whole blood pressure thing didn’t even itself out. I really, really don’t want to be induced if I can help it at all. By the way, Foo is on warning. I will not be going back to L&D again unless I will be bringing home a baby. If I have to return there, he will be served his eviction notice.