Tuesday, January 6, 2015

6/1/2015

Yay. Second blog entry. Not much has gone down the last few days. Went to the physio, she was happy with the progress I've made and gave me a few more hand movements to do and told me to come back in a fortnight. My Gf doesn't really want me to go back but if it's still no good, I'll go back. If I think it's fine, I won't go back. See what happens and the best thing of all -  I didn't need a cast. That was the best news I've heard in a long time.
Not much is happening in the baby front yet. We're waiting for the last bit to happen and then hopefully insemination time. That will be other good news when it comes back with a positive pregnancy test. Extremely nervous but very excited at the same time.
Last thing, is my weight. She's been on my case about it for the last 6 months. I'm 173cm and my weight is now 106kg. I've never been so heavy in my life in all honesty. I've always been at or around100kg for so many years but I think that fact that I haven't unloaded pallets for the last 2 months (because of my hand) and my food intake, it has contributed to me gaining so much weight. It was a wake up call now that I know and I feel determined to lose weight but I want to do it my own way. I don't want people telling me what I should and shouldn't do, what I can and can't eat. Making me feel guilty or whatever. I want to get fit for this child, I want to look good and healthy. And I secretly want to turn heads like 'wow she looks good. Look at all that weight she's lost'. That type of crap. I'm determined to start tomorrow. Today wasn't a good day, didn't sleep well because of my readjusted splint, 9 hr shift, up and down ladders all day, upset stomach from something I ate at lunch plus I already walked home from work (20 mins). I know, excuses excuses. Whatever. Tomorrow will be a better day I hope.

Saturday, January 3, 2015

First Entry Ever.

I don't know if this blog will be frequent. All I know is that it's just going to be a little bit of everything. I don't know where to start. I'll probably start a few months ago, where my gf and myself decided (after almost 6 years together) that we are going to start trying for a baby - except we're going through a fertility clinic because we're lesbians and I don't have a penis and sperm. The first insemination will be in a few weeks time. Hopefully it happens first time round. The whole process is quite expensive so I'm keeping my fingers crossed. We went shopping yesterday and we found some cool baby clothes so we bought them and the rest of the stuff, well we'll get there. One of our friends gave us a baby book to read. I'm up to page 50. Very eye opening of what's to come. It's making me a little nervous.

Secondly, 2 months ago I had a accident. I fell off my bike... it's a push bike but basically. The rim bent out of shape (It was because 2 of the spokes were broken and I failed to notice) so, as I was coming around a corner, it failed me and I smashed into a brick fence. It was painful and I remember that as soon as I got up, a few of the fingers on my right hand were in a lot of pain and I felt a weird sensation on my right breast. I wanted to push my bike home but because the rim was smashed into the side of the frame, I had to pick up and carry my bike home with my left hand. Eventually I got home and the gf was singing out the window because she was excited that I was home and I was in such a foul mood it wasn't till I got inside that I saw the full damage on my bike and my body. I'll attach some photos. It was pretty bad, and I only missed 1 days work (Friday) and went back to work on Monday. Moving on 7 weeks later, my gf took me to her doctor (because mine wasn't useful enough) and then I got sent to physiotherapy for assessment. So now, I have 2 splints and some other bands that I have to wear on my 2 fingers (Ring finger and pinky finger) 24 hours a day and I got given some special cream for that injury on my right breast. Right now, I'm worried that even though I think my fingers look better, there is that part of me that's worried that when I go back to physiotherapy tomorrow, she wont be happy and make me put a cast on them. Which is not what we want to happen. It's costly and we can't really afford that right now. Anyway, we will take life is it comes because that's how it goes.

I think that's it for now. Below are some photos I took after the accident and a picture of my splints