I say it's a solution for today because things tend to work for me one minute, and not necessarily the next. Once I calmed down from my anger at the disregard shown to me by the medical assistant, I remembered one thing she suggested-ice chips. So after lunch as I was hanging over my trash can at work (I'm sure the folks there LOVE me right now), I asked one of my friends if she would go get me a cup of ice from the ice machine downstairs. I also got a can of plain Coca-Cola, not to drink completely, but to flavor the ice (plain ice can be hard to stomach for me). So far, so good. It's not enough flavor to start the bad taste syndrome, but enough to make the ice palatable, and hopefully not enough caffeine to do any harm. So far, I'm on my second heaping cup and it's tasting pretty good. So I guess the condescending lady gets a point for one helpful tip. Wow, am I bitter today or what?
Diary of a nervous mommy during a new pregnancy after a heartbreaking miscarriage.
About This Blog
In July of 2008, I miscarried my second child at almost 12 weeks. The baby stopped developing around 10 weeks, but it was a "missed miscarriage" and I had a D & C at 12 weeks. The experience was heartbreaking, and something I never thought would happen to me. I have one beautiful 4-year-old daughter, but we long to add to our family. Since we won't be announcing this pregnancy until we're closer to the safe zone, I'm blogging to document my thoughts, fears, and excitement.