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Ugh

Quick weekend update etc.

Greenpeace Iraq weblog

c/o JPC. Thanks for pointing it out, this is, again, a reason to love what I do for a living.

http://weblog.greenpeace.org/iraq/.

Triple yay

So tootled along to the Doc's this morning and it appears that I am completely free of Factor V leiden. God love the bloody interweb if for the only reason that it allows sites like fvleiden.org to exist, and empower people with knowledge and support about their own conditions. It makes me so happy.

Anyway. As for you Factor V Leiden people - hope you're all well on your Warfarin (including my bro) but, and you'll forgive me I'm sure for saying this: PHEW. I do not need to have bloody injections of Heparin in my belly every day throughout the pregnancy and apparently it isn't even recessive so I can't pass it on to sprog either. HOORAY!!!

Because of the family history, Dr Whatserface warned me it was likely that the ante-natal people would be very grumpy indeed about having sprog at home, but we'll just have to see. I'm not going to make some kind of earth shattering stand about it but it is highly preferable.

Anyway. generally speaking - tralala!

Bugging and crying pays off, it seems

So after groggily listening to yet more excuses and tears welling up in the ole' eyes the other day, the blood clinic people felt crap enough to get it together to arrange an appointment for me to see the Doc at 10am tomorrow morning!

Hooray!

Er....

That is all.

Phew

So I *think* I've worked out why I felt so ill.

But the answer is fairly .... hermmmm... biological. So I've put the answer in the click thru. If you don't care about slight "ew" bodily functions, then read on!

(If you're reading this through a link or something, genuinely, this is where the real "warts and all" stuff comes in, so beware)...

Wierd pins and needles

I've been meaning to say this for days. I can only assume it's the result of the weakened veins & progesterone or *something*, but I've been getting pins and needles in my arms / hands if I lay in slightly awkward positions, incredibly easily.

Did anyone else ever get this or is it just my strange-o physiology?

Am not necessarily feeling "better" as such - a bit weak from sleep actually, but haven't been feeling worse - which can only be a good thing.

Damn

Woke up in the night with the small pain around my right ovary having escalated somewhat and spreading across the front of my womb, accompanied by some pain going down the inside of my right leg.

Consequently, I am not at work. I think I'll be going to the Gynae unit first thing tomorrow (ie: 8am) just so they can take a look and make sure everything's alright. That's if I can't get hold of Polly, the font of all pregnancy knowledge.

I hate being this jumpy about such a natural function, but there's a big difference between the odd tweak here and there and waking up in pain. The blood clinic phoned me this morning just while I was waking up and worrying and the secretary woman kept going on, and on, and on about how waiting 8 weeks for blood test results was perfectly normal and blah blah blah. I just ran out of energy and nearly cried down the phone - loathed it.

Hmph.

Nice meal out last night though.

Talk

So Cory, my current houseguest, was dragged out of his bed at some unearthly hour in the morning (after getting lost on the way home) to talk on the Today programme about blogging.

Monsoon season

Rained without end, it did. Buckets per minute coming down all night. Only to stop, wait for it, 2 minutes before my alarm went off. How do I know this? Because I was awake most of the night listening to the damn stuff.

It's no good

We're going to need a bigger pair of trousers.

Sprog complains loudly if he feels restricted by my clothing squishing my abdomen in a bit. It comes out as feeling like a cross between wanting to go to the loo and just... rumbling... er... something or other. you can't call it kicking, but he definitely moves in there.

Also, an unnamed benefactor has chucked over the MP3 of the Beyonce Knowles single, which sadly cuts out just before the end but I do think I am going to be forced to purchase this item. After listening to it on rotation for the last 2 hours, it doesn't piss me off yet. It makes me want to dance and wander round the house, belting out bits of it. She's got a damn fine, solid voice that woman, I mean, if the lame-ass world of pop musak gives her the opportunity to develop and not just remain this (image wise) sex-toy singer, she'll have a career for years. The rapper lad, Jay Z I do believe, as usual sounds lame and pointless like all hyper-commercial rappers (with about 2 exceptions). But in the same way that people would secretly actually rather liked some Destiny's Child singles, I think I should bite the bullet and just buy this article. And you should listen to it once or twice, it sounds almost Gladys Knight and the Pips good.

Ah... Gladys Knight... this is the peril of vinyl. You never bloody listen to the old stuff you bought years ago because it's such a faff to put on, clean, etc, etc. I'll have to zap it on to CD at the weekend (along with The Four Tops and all my bloody Pixies albums).