Can't kick the sick.

I sure am trying though. :(

Well, I caved and went to my PCP yesterday for the first time since I needed my college physical to play NCAA soccer. Yep, that was almost 10 years ago. When it comes to doctors, I just don't go.

Advil fixes everything, right?

Of course I can't take Advil right now, so there goes my MD and all my medical training. Right out the window.

I get sinus infections a few times a year and they're usually under control within 2-3 days. But not this one. I think Brynn is literally sucking the life out of me and keeping all the good stuff for herself. And here I am.... dying.

It officially started last Tuesday, but by Sunday night, it kicked into high gear and I started seeing the first signs of strep throat as well. Lovely.

On Monday, I went to work and was "fine" but it got much worse on Tuesday. A few of my coworkers actually had to force me to go home and my mom and Bob had to talk me into calling my PCP. My mom even said "I'm getting off the phone with you right now and you're calling to make an appointment and then YOU CALL ME RIGHT BACK, JENNIFER!"

I knew she meant business.

I headed to the PCP yesterday and my mom had to give me directions because, though I've been a patient there my entire life, their office moved a few years ago... who knew? The receptionist {who I recognized... she's been there forever} laughed at me as soon as I walked in. She said she was going through my folder and I hadn't updated my personal info since I was 8 years old.

Needless to say, a few things have changed since then.

Two hours of waiting and a $20 copay later, the doc confirmed strep throat and a sinus infection {sigh} and prescribed me a level II {level B?} antibiotic.

While it makes me nervous to take anything while pregnant, at the same time I know I'm not getting better on my own. I do not want to be sick when I meet my little girl.

A lot of people are telling me "while you're sick and your body is trying to fight this infection, it won't go into labor on it's own." I guess it makes sense... I mean, how much can it really take right now, ya know? And thinking back now to when everything starting getting really bad {Sunday night} I haven't had a single contraction. Not a single one.

So... maybe their right? Only time will tell.

Oh, and lastly... I have my next appointment tomorrow morning. If the doc tells me that I'm 6cm, I plan to handcuff myself to the table until she sends me to L&D.