Dr. Feelgood

More frequent flyer miles were earned today. This time, my OB was the lucky recipient of my gleeful presence.

Doctor day! Oh my God! Time to get dressed up. Makeup is busted out. I shower AND shave my legs. I wore mascara for God's sake. This was a special occasion.

And awesome -- we had to wait. As I was coming out with my urine sample, she told me she had to run down to the OR and would be back shortly. Normally, I would be exasperated. But 45 minutes waiting? No problem! Happy to do it. Take your time!

This meant 45 more minutes of freedom. Granted my surroundings could have been a little more visually appealing -- I mean how many times can you stare at the diagram of a uterus? But no complaining here. Nosireebob.

The appointment was actually full of intrigue and adventure.

Would I have gained any weight? What was my blood pressure? Would she spring me from bedrest? Would I know the winning answer to the $64,000 Pyramid final question?????

Well I have gained 7 pounds, which she says is fantastic. My BP was model patient, as always. And in the most exciting news since I found out Katie and Tom were with child, she announced it would be acceptable for me to go out to restaurants. As in OUT OF THE HOUSE TO A PLACE WHERE I CAN DRESS CUTE!!!!! And I can eat at a real table, sitting up.

This was grand excitement and I promptly crowed about it to my mom and Josh's mom. And they wanted to hear nothing of it. But as I told my mom, "Are you a medical doctor? Do you know better?"

So I am looking forward to my first big trip. You see, Josh is in a wedding this weekend. And the reception, well that's a dinner isn't it? It's just a dinner with dancing afterward. Josh thought maybe I could come to the dinner if I got dropped off and went in and sat right down and then went home.

So we are going to ask my high-risk doc after the vaginal ultrasound on Thursday. If he says yes, it looks like I might get to eat cold chicken and dry cake! I have never looked so forward to a meal in all my life.