I have not written anything in a long time, but today I felt like I needed to write. As some of you may know, I was hospitalized for 5 days for high blood pressure recently. It would have been longer, but we (my husband and I) begged for my release. So they let me go, but with strict orders that I become a couch potato. So essentially bed rest.
Up until that point I had been working, and doing chores and cooking, so to hear that was pretty disappointing.
When I got home however, I realized even the most basic task wore me out.
How did I get here? How did I get to the point of absolutely no energy? Before I felt invincible. I didn't think anything bad like this could happen to me. Sure I have a bad kidney, but it never felt bad. I thought I was supergirl. But apparently I'm not. Preeclampsia is very common for pregnant women who have a polycystic kidney.
More than likely I will have a premature delivery. I pray I can make it to 35 weeks. And to do that, I've got to take it easy.
But it's still hard. I feel so guilty that Joe has to work all day and then come home and clean house and make dinner. It makes me feel so useless. He doesn't mind. He says my only job is cooking the baby. But it's not fair to him at all. I'm the house wife. I'm supposed to clean and cook.
I just pray that God can help me through this. That he gives me patience. I really shouldn't complain. Some people would jump at the chance of being lazy. God will deliver me. I pray that he heals my body in order that I can deliver our baby girl healthy and safely.
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