Low level nausea. Aversion to most food. Thirsty as fuck. My weeklong headache is finally giving it a rest thanks to the angelic littleheaven70, who shared some great caffeine-related news with me yesterday.
Given free rein to do so, I am sleeping approx twelve hours a night, ten on week nights. Oyvey. I will have to start writing during the day, for *now* the c/a smut is coming on strong. lol
I went to my regular doctor in an effort to get referred to an ob/gyn who takes my insurance. Harder than I thought. The first choice can't see me until Dec. effin' 20th - by which time I could be having a two headed baby and never know it - so on Monday I will call on my second choice, first choice's partner.
My regular doctor apparently is a cautious fellow, since he sent me to the hospital for a blood test to confirm two unrine tests. But with the way I'm feeling, there isn't anyway I'm *not* pregnant. But I suppose anything's possible.
I'm already lobbying the mister for my name choice if it's a boy - Adam. He is, so far, resistant to the idea. No idea why. It's simple and masculine. Jack is also a choice, but not John.
I *know* Angel will be shot down immediately.
Nickolas is also good.
Heck. I've got ten months. I can sell him on the idea of Adam.