Wednesday, November 14, 2012
When people ask how I'm feeling lately my honest answer is, "good, really good." And I almost seem surprised by my own reply. I guess I assumed I would be miserable this late in the game. I know I still have nine more weeks, and things can change over night, but for now I'm very grateful. Yes, my hands and feet and ankles are swollen, and yes my feet kill if I have to stand for more than 20 minutes. Yes, after I eat I feel so full I want to burst. Yes, I feel.so.tired.all.the.time. Yes, I wake up a million times a night to pee, and it takes me a good minute to wiggle, and manuever out of the bed. But I find myself happy anyway.
I do have to admit that I feel much better on the weekends when I am not confined to my work chair for EIGHT HOURS. My chair at work is quickly becoming a torture chamber. I used to be able to make it until noon before my back started to ache. Now it's more like 10 am. And I try and take breaks and walk around the building which feels like an instant relief on my back, but then my feet start to pound and they get even fatter. I'm wondering how this chair will feel six weeks from now? My plan is to work through the first week of January. If all goes to plan, January 4th will be my last day at work! Our due date is January 15th :-)