Days 192-196 (169 Days to go)

Sep 25, 2011 by Renee

I should have known that I was going to get sick after writing my last blog and realizing that  I was letting the back to school demands get in the way of taking walks and taking care of myself.  I happily scheduled my annual exam last week.  Anne Walters is the midwife who helped us deliver Abby.  When she asked the last time I was in, I couldn’t even remember.  So much for doing an annual exam.  I was excited to know that I am officially in menopause – it feels like a rite of passage to me.  I feel like I barely had any of the horrible symptoms people are telling us to expect so it seems like I got off easy.  Anne was a little puzzled at why I hit menopause so early.  I wish I could ask my mom about it.  Even if she still had her memory, I don’t think it is something she would have shared with me.  I vaguely remember a miscarriage and hysterectomy when I was a teenager – something else she didn’t talk about.  I bragged to Anne that  besides the cold I had I was feeling great and hadn’t had a migraine in ages (why didn’t I knock on wood?). 

That night my cold took a turn for the worst and I woke up at 2 a.m. with a migraine.  I started vomiting and couldn’t keep anything down.  Luckily for me and unluckily for Greg, he had just gotten home from a business trip.  He took the kids to school and me to the ER.  I love PSL ER.  I know so many of the nurses there  from going with Mom so much.  The nurse that took care of me remembered me and remembered Mom’s chart.  She said she sees so many people come in alone and seeing me with Mom really stood out because I cared so much.  Talk about a good bedside manner.  They gave me an iv for fluids, anti-nausea medicine,  pain medicine and sent me home. 

It is three days later and this morning is the first morning I have felt like taking a walk.  I took the dogs and we went about 3 blocks.  Willie got tired and I didn’t want to over do it.  I need to save my energy for a home inspection for another client who found her dream home.  Fingers crossed the inspection goes well and my body holds up.