Today, after I had been out of bed for about an hour, I began having a hard time breathing. I felt exhausted and nauseated. These are all symptoms of the anemia I’m fighting. I was planning to drive myself to the OB checkup today. I kept wishing I had asked someone else to drive me, and I wished that Jeremiah could just stay in his pajamas all day, so I didn’t have to hunt the clean laundry to find jeans for him. I wished I could stay in my pajamas all day. But I didn’t suppose it would be appropriate to go to the OB’s in pj’s.
I did lay down for as long as I possibly could before dragging myself back out of bed to get ready for the doctor’s appointment. By that time my stomach had calmed down, and I was feeling slightly better. Jeremiah was excited to be dropped off at Elijah’s house again, and I went on to the appointment. I honestly thought I might end up getting that blood transfusion after all. I arrived while the office staff was still on lunch break and had to wait about 30 minutes before the office reopened. After I was inside and waiting to sign in, I saw a notice on the office wall that made me double check today’s date. Then I realized that I had my days mixed up, and my appointment isn’t until tomorrow.
It actually felt good to laugh at myself. And Jon made me feel even better by laughing at me too. So, here’s hoping that tomorrow I feel better than I did this morning. And I sure was glad I didn’t ask anyone to drive me.