I say, Doctor, doctor, ain't there nothin' I can take,/ I say, Doctor, dooooctor, to relieve this belly ache?/ Put the lime in the coconut, drink them both together,/ Put the lime in the coconut, then you feel better,/ Put the lime in the coconut, drink them both up,/ Put the lime in the coconut, and call me in the morning
We had out first appointment yesterday - not with an OB, just with the physician's assistant. She confirmed all the pee sticks (why is it that the Dr.'s pee test seems so much more official than the at-home ones?), answered all our questions, and helped figure out which vitamins I should keep taking, and which ones are just for LB. I should mention that LB was a total rock star at the appointment, since she remembered all the questions I wanted to ask, and remembered the amounts of each vitamin I need to take. If only I could pay her back by being alert and entertaining beyond 9:30 pm!
Speaking of which...It amazes me how every day since that BFP brings more actual pregnancy symptoms. Of course, I'm also still amazed that these are honest-to-goodness symptoms, not me trying to convince myself I'm pregnant! We've met fatigue, a little nausea (nothing terrible yet...), and have made the very familiar acquaintance of constant, mild cramps. I have to remind myself that there is a little parasite setting up camp, in there. Today, I discovered that I cannot run even five steps without hugging my breasts, which makes me look a bit odd on bus duty! Oh, and I have always been the type to cry at commercials, but this is a whole new experience. I'm watching TV this evening, and every third scene has me in tears. It's gonna be a long trip *sniffle, tear*
Perhaps stream-of-consciousness blogging is another symptom?