Dec. 19, 5:45am

So I haven't been to sleep tonight. We went to bed at 11 after watching a movie and I dozed until about 12 when the phone rang. Wrong number, ugh. After that, I just couldn't get comfortable enough to sleep. I was itching severely and had horrible reflux. I finally got out of bed a little after 3, read a book in the living room for a while then tried to sleep again. Got up at 4:30 and have been online ever since, chatting with a friend who sleeps during the day (her hubs works nights). I drank some hot chocolate with milk and that has helped my reflux, but I am still itching. And now I'm not even sleepy! :/

So I can't remember what else happened Wednesday after I blogged, but it wasn't a great day. Thursday I called the dr again and they were shocked that I was still itching so bad. So they had me go in that afternoon. Paul took me and we saw Dr. L. He didn't check my cervix since it had just been checked Monday and was closed. He said he wanted to run some bloodwork becuase he thought my itching was due to a problem with my liver. And he went ahead and put me on the medication for it. He said this was the last thing he knew to do, and if that didn't work then he could say we tried everything and he'd induce me. He said give the meds 24 hours to work and if they didn't to call him.

So I started taking the awful crap. Its a powder that you suspend in liquid - it doens't dissolve so the texture is horrible. The first 3 doses I took made me really sick feeling, but now it just gives me bad reflux and heartburn. Well, anyway, I slept pretty decent Thursday night, but that was probably because I was exhausted from not sleeping all week. And becuase we went to Meredith's for supper and stayed really late.

Friday morning the dr office called me back to see how I was doing. I told the nurse to tell Dr. L that I was still itching and the medicine made me feel awful. And then she said they screwed up wtih my blood the day before and I had to go back in! I was so mad. When I got there I asked to speak to Dr. L but of course he was gone, so I talked to a nurse. She was basically like just deal with it you'll get over it. I wanted to punch her!! I cried the rest of the afternoon cause I was so upset. And tired and itchy.

Friday night we ate at Mama's for my brother's birthday and I actually had a good time, but my itching was pretty bad. I had talked to a pharmacist earlier that afternoon and she said to give themedicine 48 hours to work, so I decided to give it one more day. I didn't sleep much at all that night.

I felt better Saturday but not wonderful. I did some housework and walked around the pasture in the freezing cold looking for Wiley's halter that he slipped out of the day before. Then it started sleeting so I came back in and did some more housework. After lunch I spent a few hours at my friend's house with her and her baby. I loved that. When I left I decided to call Dr. L again to talk to him about all ths mess. I had to page him and when he called me back I told him how worried I was about this medicine and this liver problem. A lot of scarey things can happen to your baby and it freaks me out.

He said he'd induce me if I wanted, or I could go in for a nonstress test and have my cervix checked again. He's hesitant to induce me until my cervix starts to ripen casue it increases my chance of a c-section. Paul and I talked it over and we decided not to get induced that night. When I called Dr. L back he said that wasn't an option anymore anyway cause now they were full at the hospital. So I asked if I could go in today (Sunday) to be checked and have the nonstress test done. He said sure. So in a little while I'm gonna call the hospital and see when I can go. If I have dialted at all I'm gonna go ahead and have him induce me, if they have room.

She's due Tuesday so its not like its too early for her. My body might not be ready for her to come out, but I cna't keep going like this. I'm not supposed to be exhausted until after the baby is born! So I'll either be back on here later today with an update, or I'll be in the hospital. Wish me luck!