Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Frank to the Rescue

I woke up feeling like my old self again, only to be hit by the nausea and fatigue as soon as I got out of the shower. By the time I got to work, I could barely keep my eyes open. I’m trying to find that ideal time during the day to actually be productive… is it first thing in the morning? Nope – once the nausea hits, it’s over. What about early afternoon? Nope – once 1 p.m. comes around, my eyes start to close like clock work. How about when I get home from work? Nope – it seems that my nausea is at its worst in the late afternoon/evening. So I try to eat something then crash on the couch. I feel like I haven’t done a thing the past few weeks… I feel so useless…

One person that has been stepping up his game is my darling husband, Frank. He’s been so great! He goes grocery shopping every week. And I really think he enjoys picking out special things for me to eat. Last night he brought home pregnancy tea… Though, I’m not a big tea drinker, I might have to give this a try just because he thought of me. I had mentioned once during one of my nausea induced cravings that Sunny Delight might be nice to have. He has since bought, I’m not kidding, four gallons. He’s stocked me up on ginger snaps, cheese and crackers, and to-go packs of peanut butter so I can take it to work… I imagine he goes down every isle. What a trooper.

He does the dishes without me asking for his help. He helps feed Ozzie and takes him out. And he’s even crossed the proverbial wall that most husbands never seem to attempt… he puts his dirty dishes in the dishwasher rather than piling them in the sink. Wow… really! He surprises me everyday with his unending support.

I love you Frank!

1 comment:

erin said...

You will feel better soon. Really!