Not quiet as I had hoped.

 I had said I thought I was maybe feeling better, not quiet.

I started throwing up again on Saturday. Spent the past few days on the couch unable to do anything. I finally called yesterday and I had a fever, and was not feeling any better. 

They gave me more steroids, and I am not sure I perked up like I did the first few doses. There is talk of making it a normal part of my medication to try and get me back to feeling better. There is also talk of extra b vitamins in my line too. I am still so sick, and I have got to get back on my feet and back to somewhat normal sometime soon. Even if normal means a line in.

I didn’t sleep last night, because my legs hurt. It is something that happens when I am pregnant. Its not that they swell but that they ache. They hurt like this when I have a fever too. I think my fever is down. We will see what the nurse says today. I get a nurse that comes to see me at least once a week, sometimes more. 

Did I mention my mom is home from the hospital? She is. She finally agreed to maintinance pain medication which is a huge step for her. She could go hospice anytime, but she refuses. Her cognative abilities are dwindling quickly, and it makes me sad to see her go, and terririfes me to think that could be me one day. I have to use my brain everyday to keep it healthy. The alternative scares me.

My dad is supposed to fix my van this morning, the fan switch died, which meant I had no ac or heat. I had been taking Travis’ car but he is such a difficult person to share a car with. He hates car seats or any baby things in them. It embarasses him or something. Either way, Sabastian;s carseat weights more than he does (no joke) and transfering it back and forth is physically exhausting. 

He said he would drive the kids to therapy for me today, and then we are going to lunch as payment for my car. 

I need to get up and move. Sabastian has therapy in an hour, and then Samara has therapy, and then I have my nurse. Hey at least my lviing room is clean. I think my house smells horrific, but I have a feeling it is me and not actually smelling. 

Also who is ryan seacrest? Why is he famous? And what qualifies him as an olympic coorespondant? Really? He seems to have no idea what he is talking about half the time but he keeps talking.