I'm calling the neurologist and blood docs today. I need to find out what's up with my damn head. If this isn't blood-related, than I must just have brain-meltage or damage. Yesterday, Bob wouldn't leave me alone in the house because he was concerned I'd stroke out. I told him on several occasions during the course of the day:
"If this doesn't go away, remember, I told you that I felt _________* or _________* before I dropped dead, okay? That way, the doctors will have at least a little bit of something to go on for my autopsy."
(*insert random symptom of dizziness, fatigue, rapid heartbeat, random heartbeat, "trippy," disconnected head/hands/feet, etc.)
While I feel perfectly "acceptable" most of the time, I no longer feel that those episodes of WHATEVER it is that's happening to me is normal. Remember, I left work due to these symptoms weeks and weeks ago, and we were attributing it to the pregnancy, because gestating makes anemia more pronounced, blah blah blah. I'm no longer gestating, so is please to stop brain malfunction?! Maybe it wasn't the fetus causing the suckage (like I suspected), and it truly is something else in regards to the weight loss surgery, physiologically. It'd better be, otherwise, I really am drain bamaged. Alright, apparently I've got a contented baby here, because she's allowing me to blog, (the nerve!), and I should go take care of things like No Housework For Four Weeks. (No, seriously, I'm taking it slightly easier, I'd rather NOT bleed to death.)
-Beth (who'd like to order up two bags of A- blub on the rocks, please.)
