down hill flight on the crazy train

Life's journey sure is interesting sometimes and it's hard to determine where the right, wrong, good or bad may be. It always seems to even out somehow but getting there can be so frustrating trying to decide which is the right road to travel. I'm sure your saying "huh?" as you start to read this already but that's okay. I just need to ramble a little tonight I think. So much has been happening and yet the time feels as though it's coming to a standstill. It's tough to stay positive even when the not really unexpected comes your way. Tuesday we spent a good 5 or so hours at the hospital when my body finally decided to deal with this placenta previa thing. It was not good but not bad. They got me on some very interesting drugs to slow things down a bit and I was given the big bad commandment of bedrest 24/7 or else. Big, BIG SIGH............. I knew it was coming but it doesn't make it any easier. I know it's the best for all parties involved (namely me and baby) but it's so hard. For so much longer than they had anticipated I've been doing just fine. Yes the previa was still there and no it hadn't moved one bit. But as everyone knows it's much easier to believe there is nothing wrong when you feel good and the dreaded signs of problems stay at bay. I guess I was finally given my warning that my time has come. I've got to make it at least 4 or 5 more weeks to "safely" deliver this baby with minimal to zero complications. And of course it's right when I was hoping to keep just busy enough to make the time fly by. In the short span of the 4 days I've been banished to bed I've already gotten quite grumpy and bored. My hip hurts, my stupid pulled groin hurts, I've seem to have a constant headache and my sleep is all shot out of whack. Furthermore I had to have my referral for the dietician changed since I'm not allowed to drive now so still have zero idea what kind of diet I'm supposed to be on. Well, okay, I've got an inkling of an idea but I'm claiming no knowledge until I'm forced to change. I like to eat when I'm stressed and now I'm going to be banned from all my comfort foods. Booooo hooo, poor me. Jeez, I need to get over it. Really I do. Anyhoo. So I've decided that maybe I should take up knitting or crocheting. Could be fun and I can certainly do that in bed. I just need to have someone shop for me to bring me all the necessary supplies and perhaps a detailed book on how to. So keep in mind when Christmas comes around this year I had good intentions at heart of trying to stay busy without killing myself when you all get crooked and uneven scarfs under the tree. Hahahahahaha! I crack me up....man, it must be getting late as I can feel the loopiness setting in. So for now I guess I'll go and I'm not even going to double check this or spell check. I'd probably read it differently anyhow so deal with it. I have. :o)