Throat is Better

Well, the prescription the NP gave me must be working. I woke up this morning and was able to swallow! I also didn't hesitate to drink my OJ - which I avoided because of the acidity the last two days. The pharmacist warned me not to take the medicine too late because it could keep me awake. Well, guess what, all I want to do is sleep. This could be due to other things: exhaustion, the weather, pregnancy, etc. - but I will blame the meds.

Birthing class, we were once again late, but I think everyone understands that with a working schedule, it is hard to get home, change and eat, and be at class at 6:30. Even after yesterday's posting, I thought about "skipping class." As we were walking into the hospital, James was still trying to convince me to skip. Being the OK student (remember I was late), we still went and I am glad. Yesterday was the "tour" of the maternal child health unit. We spent a lot of time in the birthing room and the teacher told James what he was allowed to touch and not touch in the room. We also had a "new" couple that joined us. Last week we were all able to joke around and have a normal conversation with the couples. Well, this couple hesitated signing up because they would miss teaching their youth group. OK, James and I had talked about how surprising it was to have the class on Wednesdays because of church conflicts, but this is the birth of your first child! Then she proceeded to inform the class how bad epidurals were - I am going to go with my Dr's advice there. THEN she proceeded to tell me in the bathroom how bad C-sections were and how she was praying to God that she doesn't have to have one. This one put me over the top! I am glad that we live in modern day society, if something is occurring with my body or Emma Lu, I trust modern science and will gladly take having a C-section over risking OUR health!

Something funny did happen in class that is probably worth posting. From 9-9:30 we work on "relaxation." We are supposed to bring pillows and blankets - and we set up pallets. The "relaxation" is really breathing and reminds me a lot of yoga. I had to fight to keep myself from falling asleep - so does this mean the relaxation worked?? James apparently did not want to fight falling asleep. I woke him up four times. I was really trying to get him to roll over because he was starting to SNORE! James is really not a snorer at home, but I guess because he was laying on his back that his breathing process was different.

Next week...we talk about the drugs!