The Ramblings of a Strange Little Pixie

I’m not going anywhere this year. I have declined all invitations and decided to spend the evening having dinner with baby and watching the ball drop in Times Square. Very simple and I so need it. I don’t feel like being perky and cheerful for people. I want to be lazy in my pj’s and eat steak and cake. Sounds like the perfect evening to me!

So I’m ready for this year to be over with already. I can’t take anymore and it’s getting really hard to stay positive. Really hard.

I have spent the last two weeks cooped up in my apartment not able to work or do anything to strenuous. Why you ask? Well, not good news. I was pregnant and now I’m not. Apparently baby making isn’t something I do well.

I was positive that I was because I was getting the morning sickness and just feeling lousy. Really lousy. So I was a week late and that confirmed it. I was going to buy a test the next day.  But I started what I believed to be my period the following day. The cramps were horrendous and I felt sick all week long with lots of heavy bleeding. I thought that I was just having another miscarriage until I ended up on the bathroom floor close to unconsciousness and in extreme agony. Baby was at work and I didn’t want to bug him so I drove myself to the ER ( yeah I know, really smart eh?) and waited there for three hours before anyone wanted to see the lady who’s bleeding and in pain. Because you know those things can wait.

I finally get seen and lets just say the male triage nurse wasn’t the brightest out of the bunch…so they but me in a bed in the hallway and are like well you are pregnant what seems to be the problem? I wanted to slap her. Seriously. Um, I told her that heavy bleeding for a week straight, passing clots that night, pain and almost passing out were not signs of a normal “healthy” pregnancy. Well, she got me into a room then and they did all the test and admitted me that night. So, it turned out to be ectopic and that’s that. Luckily they were able to save my fallopian tube.

I’m finally getting out of the house tonight. I’m going to a party with my MIL so that should be fun. Of course I will just be sitting and watching and eating.

Hopefully my next post won’t be such a downer…..

I can’t believe tomorrow is the first of December. WTH? 2007 is flying by and I’m not sure if I even remember any of it because life is such a blur right now.

I start my new job on the 10th. Very excited and very nervous. I will be on a critical care floor which scares the hell out of me.  I go Monday to fill out my new hire paper work and get my physical. I just can’t believe that I’m employed! And on the floor I wanted and my first choice hospital! W00-Hoo!

I have also been very busy with wedding planning. I booked my reception today. I fell in love with the place many months ago but decided against it. But after going to several places and not liking any I decided to check them out. Well, it truly is a beautiful place and the woman I am working with is awesome!

I have also found my dress!!! I will be purchasing it at the beginning of the year! I LOVE it. I can’t even begin to tell you how many dresses I tried on. It’s only a hundred over my budget but it’s worth it. My mom also bought my tiara today. It matches the dress perfectly and they only had three so she went ahead and bought it.

I have also decided on the color scheme. Black and white with accents of pink. The bridesmaids dresses will be black and the bouquets with be white mini call lilies. My bouquet will be pink and white.

I also have an appointment with my first choice photographer next week. He did my friends wedding and she said he was great to work with and works within one’s price range. Which is awesome. But the photographer is my one splurge.

The new kitty is wonderful and bonding beautifully with everyone. He is adorable in every-way. Well, except when he is attacking me when I’m walking by. Oh, and biting my elbow in the morning because his cute little meows fail to wake me up.

Poor Shakespeare had to make an emergency vet visit last Friday. He had an anal gland abscess that burst open. Yeah, it was not pretty. Pretty gross. He had to spend the night, go under and get stitches. He has had a cone on his head all week. If looks could kill I would be so dead. It looks like it’s healing nicely so I hope things go well tomorrow.

So I’m off to see how bad the Heat lost and eat dinner. T-T-F-N!