Today I called in sick for the first time since I started my job 11 months ago. This is a record for me but a number of factors went into it. I don’t actually have sick time yet, only vacation. I have been saving my time off up for my future maternity leave. I’ve managed to actually not be sick this year. Also, I was super lucky during my first trimester and, while I was nauseous and tired most of the time, I managed to power through.
But this week, Hubby and I are fighting bugs. Mine started Monday afternoon. Something with my stomach. I get nauseous in waves and dizzy and I’m tired. I powered through most of the week but today I had an ultrasound at 8:30 and was supposed to work until 9 and I just knew that I would feel even worse afterward.
Of course, I haven’t been easy on myself because I haven’t learned.
After the ultrasound, we did some running with my mother, grabbed lunch, and stopped at Walmart for medications, a humidifier, and a new phone for Hubby. We didn’t get home until 2! Then I napped for a bit at least. I am trying to make myself take it easy tonight but my natural setting is “Go! Go! Go!”
It’s been a long time since I had a sick day and I wish that I would have spent it laying on the couch, binge watching the X-Files or something. It will be a long time before I have the opportunity again.
Even though I don’t feel well, I am happy to say that The Thing, or Ian, is actually a baby! He looks like a baby now instead of demon spawn, as Hubby likes to joke. I’m always so relieved to see him in there. He was laying on his back so we couldn’t get a good shot of his spine but everything looks nice and normal. He actually looks really chill. I imagine it’s the many hours spent with purring cats laying on him.
Tomorrow I am back on it and back to the real world. I can handle it and hopefully I’m feeling better and ready to take on the world.