Hello dears!

I’m sorry for the disappearance. I’ve just had absolutely nothing to say that I hadn’t already said. My mood continues to be stable, and nausea continues to persist (though I think it’s finally starting to properly fade). I’m actually sitting here without the anti-nausea wristbands on, so hopefully this will help me determine whether or not I’m free and clear enough to resume semi-normalcy.

I’ve also just gotten back from the hospital, where I had an appointment with my psychiatrist. To my immense pleasure and relief, he proposed the starting place of weaning myself off of my meds for the duration of my pregnancy. We’re going to start by stepping off of the Zoloft, because I’m only on a tiny dose of that. His idea is that I’ll take it alternate days for a few weeks, and that should be good enough weaning. I’m down with that. He also seems agreeable about coming off the Seroquel for the reasons of fetal health and my sanity in birthing, but I think we’re both happy to put that off until, at the very least, after my scan on the 2nd. Whatever we do, he does know that my mood was very stable-to-elevated last pregnancy, and that I fully 500% intend to get back on my meds as soon as Microbutt is born.

The down side is I found out he’s retiring at the end of the year — boo! I feel that we’ve got a great rapport and understanding, and while his boss (who is also my psychiatrist) is also a great person to work with, I don’t know who I’m going to be passed onto in the next couple of months. I’m hoping that they will be as excellent, but we’ll see. I just REALLY hope it’s not that one guy who kept telling me there was nothing wrong with me. That would be a very stressful thing.

Oh, and my appointment was topped off with one helluva necessary evil boo — getting blood drawn. Since I needed to get my pregnancy bloodwork done at the hospital, I put it off until this appointment to combine my forces. The tech hit my slowest vein, so I ended up whiting out pretty hard. Thankfully, a cup of water and a few minutes of rest sorted me out, but still… yuck.

So anyways, that’s one thing pinned down that was stressing me out! I’m back to see boss-doctor in a few weeks; I’m hoping it’s after the scan so we have more information before making any more changes to my meds. And yanno, here’s hoping that this pregnancy will follow the last one in regards to mood. It’s so very important to me to be able to home birth again; the medicalized setup is just way too nervous breakdown-inducing stressful for me.

I hope everyone is doing well, and that I will soon be up to resuming making the blog rounds. Y’all are all missed.

<3