Blood

This week was a busy one. On Monday we dropped the Durango off at the shop to have the recalled gas tank replaced. The repair was free of course but slightly inconvenient  We were told it would take most of the day to complete but soon got a phone call saying the dealership would need to keep the car an extra day :/ Thankfully we have two cars and were able to meet Steven's grandparents for lunch at the diner that Anne, Steven's little sister, works at. Since learning to walk Avery has become a pain when it comes to sitting still so lunch was not fun for me. After we ate we went to Carter's to get Avery a new pair of jeans, she hit a little growth spurt so her old ones looked like kapris. It turns out Carter's was doing a buy one get one free deal so she ended up getting a few shirts too :)

Being a girl

That evening Steven, Quinn, Ashley and I went to the movies to see the new Die Hard. The son, Jack, is one of my favorite characters in Spartacus :) that mixed with the fact that the theater was empty and we smuggled in a whole bunch of snacks made the evening very enjoyable.

The next day the moving company FINALLY called me back after leaving them countless voice mails  We get the keys to our new apartment on March 1st but our household goods can't be delivered until the 6th :/ That really sucks considering I'm ready to be on my own again. Thankfully my mom was able to take the 6th off because the moving company told me they would deliver our stuff somewhere between 8 am and 5 pm......awesome. At least Avery can stay at my parents' house that day. I wasn't about to force Avery to sit in an empty apartment with no toys or crib for napping for 9 straight hours.

On a positive note, we got the Durango back that afternoon. We went to Walmart after picking it up so I could pick out curtains for Avery's room. The color matches her bedding set and its called: Quinn :) We came home to find a tiny package addressed to Steven. He opened it only to find that it was a Christmas gift he had ordered over two months ago. It was the one thing I asked for - a necklace with his name on it. In all the moving chaos we had both completely forgotten about it so it definitely turned out to be a surprise gift :)

I had a simple doctors appointment on Wednesday. I went to the same clinic I had gone to for 6 years but because I hadn't been there in 2 years (thanks to Korea) the clinic considered me a new patient again. New patients get a 40 minute appointment, minimum, no matter what you're in there for :/ This was troubling news considering my appointment was during Avery's nap time and I knew she wouldn't be cooperative for 40+ minutes. I ended up taking her to Steven's grandparents' house which is terribly out of the way considering the clinic is literally a two minute drive from my house. Even though it was inconvenient  it was for the best. Avery had a good time playing with them and I got a baby-free appointment.

I had simply gone to the doctor to refill a prescription but she spent 40 minutes asking me question after question. At the end of the appointment she suggested that I have a thyroid disorder. She ordered blood work to confirm her diagnosis but I put it off, I knew I would be dizzy and prone to blacking out afterwards and I didn't feel comfortable driving with my child in the car in that state.

I tried to stay off of Google but eventually looked up thyroid disorders. To be honest I thought the doctor was full of sh*t and wanted to put my mind at ease. It turns out I do suffer from about half of the classic symptoms listed, symptoms that I thought were completely random and not associated with anything. From what I read, a thyroid disorder can affect fertility. I spent the rest of the evening laying in bed, depressed, watching foreign films on Netflix.

I was hoping to be back to normal by the next morning but that wasn't the case. I was still kind of down by what I read online. Possible fertility problems is the last thing a baby-fever suffering woman in her 20s wants to hear. I was trying not to get myself worked up until it was confirmed but I ended up moping around all day.

My mom had Friday off which worked out well for me. I was able to leave Avery with her while I went and got my blood drawn. I was very nervous, those who know me well know that getting blood drawn usually results in me fainting, throwing up and recently convulsing. I gave fair warning to the gentleman who was in charge of taking my blood. He seemed kind and soft spoken which was calming. The man used a syringe (much like the ones used for flu shots) to draw my blood instead of the regular thick needle. He asked me to tell him my name and date of birth and by the time I was finished so was he. I sat in the chair for a few moments waiting for the chaos to occur (there have been a few delayed fainting/vomiting/convulsing spells) but it never happened. I was so proud of myself! I managed to not make a fool out of myself AND it was my first time getting blood drawn by myself.

Side story: When I was first pregnant Steven didn't believe me when I told him about how terribly I handle blood work, he even asked if he could record me during. I told him no, thankfully, because to this day that was my worst reaction to the needle. I blacked out half way through the blood draw and apparently projectile vomited all over myself, Steven and (literally) the entire lab room. Two KATUSA (Korean soldiers who were working in the lab) stood idly as I began convulsing. I'm so lucky Steven was there to pull me out of the chair onto the ground and call for help. I woke up on the floor surrounded by nurses and doctors, it was awful. From that day forward Steven has always been by my side whenever I've needed blood work done and taken care of me when it undoubtedly goes downhill.

Anyways, I'm hoping to get the lab results back soon!

On Saturday evening I accompanied my mom to a purse party thing at a family friend's house. We left Avery with the men (Quinn, Steven and my dad) since the party started right before her bedtime. It was a good party but I had trouble enjoying it. I've been suffering horrible insomnia lately, getting maybe 2 hours of uninterrupted sleep a night, and the pure exhaustion caused by it. An hour into the party I wanted to leave and go sleep but of course I laid awake for most of the night :/ Sorry for the lack of pictures this week (really tired) I'll make up for it next week.

Avery Quinn - 13 months old