I feel like such an idiot today! I cannot help but laugh at myself, but it was a little scary too! Today, I wanted to get out of the house and visit a local craft store. As I am getting out of the truck, my shoe starts to slide off and gets caught up on the edge by the door. I try the best I can to lift my leg up, but I ended up losing my balance and I start to fall forward. Fortunately, I parked next to another car, and managed to fall against this other car before I start sinking to the parking lot. I don't know how I did it, but I managed to keep my belly safe, but ended up twisting my hip just a little. Because I felt so foolish, I had to just lay there for a minute and laugh at myself! No one was in the parking lot at the time so no one saw me…well, I think the greeter inside the door saw me go down! So, after I had a good laugh, I picked myself back up and went to do my shopping.
Other than my clumsy shopping excursion, this week has been relatively uneventful. I got to meet the first on-call doctor this week. I am not sure what to think of him. It wasn't that I felt he was bad, but I think our personalities don't mesh well. Meeting him did make me appreciate my doctor even more though.
The appointment went well other than they had to take my blood pressure twice. For a couple of visits now, the nurses have had to take my blood pressure twice because the first time always reads higher than normal. I do hope this isn't a sign of complications to come. The good news of the appointment was that my Group B Strep test came back negative so that gives me one less thing to worry about.
My husband and I talked more about getting a tubal done. We are both still in agreement that it is best for us to go ahead with the surgery. He expressed to me that it did make him a little sad to think that we wouldn't be able to have any more children. But he understands the stress it has been on us both and he is happy knowing we have our little girl. And he doesn't want to endanger my well being, especially after we have started to experience the joys of third trimester complications. Adopting other children sounds much better to him now that we have our little girl. He said he didn't really understand why having one of his own was so important to him, it just was. I mentioned to him that maybe it was because he has never had to question his fertility ever, whereas, I was raised with knowing that it would be next to impossible for me to have my own baby.
Hearing him share his feelings meant so much to me. I was glad for our discussion. I knew he had agreed to the tubal before because he knows this pregnancy has been so difficult on us. And our past pregnancies have exhausted us both. I feel more confidant with the tubal knowing my husband is understanding and accepting of the surgery and our future as parents.