If you're into dice games or craps (Mr. W's favorite) then you know box cars is double sixes.
As in, 6 little arms and 6 little legs flailing around on the ultrasound yesterday.
Pretty fucking amazing to watch, especially after carting yourself to the doctor in modified panic mode because you're bleeding, mildly. Sigh.....
Likely a subchorionic hematoma that decided to give way, says the OB. Common, as we all know... and all forget when it's happening to US!
My big accomplishments today?
1. working a few hours from home
2. cleaning out the refrigerator of the food Mr.W has been forced to cook for me for the past week that I only nibble on. Because food is VILE.
3. a bath, spa mask and all
4. blogging again
5. congratulating IF Optimist on her 2 monsters and welcoming EB home from what sounds like the trip from hell with BWUB's Whacky P.
And ok, the symptom list.
Nausea: OMG. Zof.ran with a side of Phen.ergan.
Weight gain: loss of 3 pounds
Food craving: none
Food aversion: everything
Favorite new drug: stool softener