OK, but seriously
Several readers have requested a follow-up to yesterday's post, so here goes: Fortunately, the fainting and my ignominious exit from the train happened at the Mass General T stop, which meant I could go right across the street and up to my OB's office. A T employee was kind enough to escort me to the hospital door.
One of the triage nurses saw me, took my blood pressure, checked the babies' heartbeats, and deemed everything A-OK. Fainting is pretty common in pregnant women, she said. It was probably a combination of low blood sugar -- I had a bowl of cereal for breakfast, but she suggested I start eating more protein in the mornings -- and the stuffiness/squeeziness of the train. So, I took a taxi home and spent the rest of the day napping / eating protein / drinking water / and even doing a little work. Then I ran 4 miles and lifted some weights. Just kidding!
The whole thing was indeed scary and unsettling, but at least there was no damage done.
I'm still not feeling 100% today. But I did have one helluva breakfast: an egg sandwich with cheese, a banana, a blueberry muffin, and orange juice. All this spread out over a two-hour span of time.
A. and I have decided it would probably be best for me to drive to work from now on, and I'm sure the employees of the MBTA would agree. Of course, if I pass out while I'm driving, I'm truly fucked, but I don't think it's likely. I promise to A.) Eat more protein in the mornings B.) Pull over immediately if I feel even the least bit woozy and vow on the souls of my unborn children never to drive myself to work again.
Here's hoping that this works out. Not that I would mind terribly working from home. But I'd rather not resort to it unless I absolutely have to. My plan is still to keep working as usual -- and I only work 3 days a week, mind you -- through Thanksgiving. Then, I'm going to spend the last 2 to 6 weeks of my pregnancy lounging around in my jammies, Christmas shopping online, reading books I won't have time to read later, and finishing my novel draft. Poor me!
Thanks for your concern. And remember to support your local performance artist!
One of the triage nurses saw me, took my blood pressure, checked the babies' heartbeats, and deemed everything A-OK. Fainting is pretty common in pregnant women, she said. It was probably a combination of low blood sugar -- I had a bowl of cereal for breakfast, but she suggested I start eating more protein in the mornings -- and the stuffiness/squeeziness of the train. So, I took a taxi home and spent the rest of the day napping / eating protein / drinking water / and even doing a little work. Then I ran 4 miles and lifted some weights. Just kidding!
The whole thing was indeed scary and unsettling, but at least there was no damage done.
I'm still not feeling 100% today. But I did have one helluva breakfast: an egg sandwich with cheese, a banana, a blueberry muffin, and orange juice. All this spread out over a two-hour span of time.
A. and I have decided it would probably be best for me to drive to work from now on, and I'm sure the employees of the MBTA would agree. Of course, if I pass out while I'm driving, I'm truly fucked, but I don't think it's likely. I promise to A.) Eat more protein in the mornings B.) Pull over immediately if I feel even the least bit woozy and vow on the souls of my unborn children never to drive myself to work again.
Here's hoping that this works out. Not that I would mind terribly working from home. But I'd rather not resort to it unless I absolutely have to. My plan is still to keep working as usual -- and I only work 3 days a week, mind you -- through Thanksgiving. Then, I'm going to spend the last 2 to 6 weeks of my pregnancy lounging around in my jammies, Christmas shopping online, reading books I won't have time to read later, and finishing my novel draft. Poor me!
Thanks for your concern. And remember to support your local performance artist!
posted by Jane at 11:31 AM
4 Comments:
Whew! I'm glad you're okay. Yes, eat lots of protein and take it easy. I think I've already told you that I came close to passing out many times through both of my pregnancies. I know how bad it can suck.
The Squigster and I are tuning in late, as usual. Glad to hear you're okay! And I loved the Hendrix post. You rock.
Hilarious post...I wish I were that funny when I was pregnant. I'm glad you're okay.
I mean, you know, the previous post.
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