Last time I was sick like this was when I was little. No wonder I feel like a sissy. My body is under attack and my army of white cells have decided to go on vacation for 9 months. I can't complain much. All i have to do is sit around and be sick while my husband does all the work. I couldn't ask for a better man. Kent has been my strength. He loves me unconditionally and everyday that I am with him he demonstrates that. Heavenly Father sent him to watch over me and he is doing a great job at that. Poor guy hasn't slept much and doesn't complain. He'll be a good daddy.
Monday I went to work after not sleeping at all the night before. I felt so weak. My throat felt like it was closing in by the end of the night. I should have stayed home to rest. Due to the pregnancy there is not much you can take. Which means I have to tough it out and just let it run its coarse. My Doctor prescribed an antibiotic, Tylenol and luck. woohoo!!!
Thankfully William is doing great. I feel him moving around. He is not even born yet and already he's a good boy! I'm so thankful that I haven't had any complications. I hope this will pass soon and I can get back to work.
In the mist of all this, 2 weeks ago our car broke down. no worries, we are getting one soon! We have an amazing family and friends helping us out. I get rides to work everyday and just this past weekend our good friends the Chung's lend us their extra car for this week. With it we were able to go to the Doctor. blessings!
Yay! Kent's home from school and ooh! he brought me a Jamba Juice.