I woke up last night around 1:30 and felt horrible. I was nauseous and achy. I asked Kyle if he'd get me a glass of juice and while I was waiting for him to come back from the kitchen I started to worry. Using my half-sleepy logic, I became convinced that I was the first case of swine flu in Michigan. It had temporarily escaped my mind that I was pregnant and I woke up in the middle of the night feeling like this dozens of times when I was pregnant with Jack. I know . . . I was just being a crazy pregnant woman.
Though, I'd be lying if I didn't tell you that I was hesitant about taking Jack with us today for our ultrasound at the disease-infested hospital. It's scary . . . I'm watching the Today Show and you can hear the fear in the voices of the public officials. Someone from the CDC yesterday said that if this isn't an epidemic, you can almost guarantee we'll have some sort of epidemic in the next 15 - 20 years. "We're due," he said.
Seriously, not-pregnant-Sara would take note of these things, but probably wouldn't think much about them much throughout the day. However, crazy-pregnant-woman-Sara has been checking Jack's forehead to check for fever and is constantly listening to make sure the cough he's had for about a week isn't getting worse.
I'm going to try and put the swine flu out of my head and savor this day out as a family of three . . . these opportunities are numbered!
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