8 weeks to the day.
My condition is slightly more delicate than I would want it to be, but I can't control what happens to my body. After 32 years and one 7-year old later, there's certainly been a lot of change. I've been advised (more like admonished) to take a 2-week hiatus from work, complete bed rest with no activity whatsoever. It's only been four days so far and I am bored out of my wits.
I think I have made a permanent dent on the bed just from sitting on it all day. I can only get up to do personal chores. Sometimes, even eating is a challenge because my stomach acts up all day. I feel, quite frankly, not myself.
When I return to the doctor for my check-up, I will find out if I'm able to return to my normal life after this. I hope for the best but anticipate the not-so-good just to manage expectations.
Please pray for me and the little one.
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