Yesterday was one of those days that I realized I married the right man. I am also grateful that I live in the greater Boston area and have access to top notch medical care.
Monday was a bad day for me. I was feeling off and grouchy. Tuesday I had a doctor’s check in appointment and was expecting to breeze in and out except that didn’t happen…..
My blood pressure was through the roof and the doctor sent me over to the hospital to monitor the baby and test me for preeclampsia (or pregnancy induced hypertension). It was ridiculously high to where I normally am. I tried calling D and then just decided to text him that I was being monitored and it was not an emergency. I wound up being at the hospital for a couple of hours and get some blood work and other tests done all checking for the pre-e condition. They monitored our little bug for the whole time so it was nice to hear his heartbeat and all the flips and dips. Luckily for me all the test came back negative for now which does not mean I won’t have issues with this going forward. I am getting rechecked next week. When D hadn’t heard from me for a couple of hours he got nervous and figured if they were sending me to the hospital here probably was an issue. He started to track me down via the hospital and found out I was admitted. He was freaking out but we finally connected and I gave him the update. I then proceeded on my drive into the office to unload on him over the phone that I am completely overwhelmed with the condition of our house. I am a true creature of my surroundings so if where I live\work is chaotic I get anxious. I feel like some of the rooms that are normally disorganized were borderline a Hoarders episode. I think it is a combination of the clutter, hormones and anxiety of the pending addition to our family has pushed me over the edge. I literally wake up in the middle of the night running down my mental punch list but then I have to leave for work which takes up 50+ hours a week. I have been working towards the goal of hiring a cleaning company at the beginning of may to come a couple of times a month to free me up from cleaning chores so I can relax on the weekends. The one issue was the house wasn’t cleaning company ready if that makes any sense. This combined with the fact that I threw away the book of healthy eating this past month and there is probably no wonder my blood pressure is ridiculous. I read online yesterday and reached out to my online ladies support group (who made me feel 1000 times better). I decided to do what I can for the next week which is relax as much as possible and eat as cleanly as possible. That is all I can do and hope that this was a fluke and my body reacts positively.
The day of the appointment I drove home and cried to my sister on the phone the whole way and then pulled in to the driveway to see a line of black bags along the fence. D did the only thing he could which was exactly what I needed. He started down my punch list. He picked up our whole yard and also completely cleaned out our dinning room which was one of the worst in the house as far as catchall of crap. Clearly a sign that I have chosen the right man to marry and father my child.