8/17/01

I don't even know if today will be any better than yesterday. Although it's Friday, yipee, it also means I am dead tired from the work week. My senses will be dull and reactive (i.e. snap at some poor girl on my team). And to start it off with I feel just awful still. I beyond the point of caring. Dangerous. It's not good for me to do that--then I do stupid things.

This pregnancy has been so incredibly draining. Although no one has sympathy...oh there is no reason for you not to work just as hard. Blah blah. I'm so tired all the time...worried too...worried I am not getting even nutrition...worried that I'm too stressed out...worried about every thing. And there's nothing I can do--taking my vitamins won't help...I'll continue to be run down...it won't change...it might get better after the baby...but not amount of iron or anything else will help this aenemia...not quite enough oxygen is getting to my brain...no iron...no O2. No one cares...no one takes me seriously.

And now I am whining, and I'll lose 1/2 of my audience. Oh well, 4 more months to go.

I wish I had some one to talk to...some one to dump all this on...everyone else needs me to listen. Someone needs to tell me it's going to be alright.

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