Sigh. With the risk of getting too graphic, let's just say that my body is unhappy with me. Acid reflux; vomiting; sharp, stabbing pains; unusually moist, odd-colored stool; and the rash is spreading like . . . daisies. It's everywhere. I kind of had a horror movie moment two nights ago when I woke up with blood all over the inside of my top. Apparently I scratched way too much in my sleep. Anyway, Jeff and my mom believe that maybe I'm kind of anemic right now. It sounds like a good, normal theory to me. I'll go get it tested out. And I'll finally get around to scheduling that dermatologist appointment.
On the plus side, for the last week or so, Jeff has been able to feel Jill move, so I get to share that joy with him. :) The other day (when we were in Las Vegas), it felt like she was using my side as a spring board, and Jeff is positive that he could tell he was feeling her foot. :)
Thank you, Martha, so much for the Tums! Sweet relief so far!