Good Great Friday

It’s good Friday or as Katie Couric would have it, “Great Friday”. I am awake every morning, wide awake at 7 AM. I have taken to a routine whereby I check in with the Today show for the date and day. (today for example, is Friday, FYI.) Then I check my email, read my blogs, and the NYT. Then, excitedly I stare at my book with the TV on mute because actual reading now has become complicated and only reminds me of freedom. This whole time mind you I am anxious for 10 AM to turn on NPR and listen to Talk Nation. Once Talk Nation and Fresh Air wrap up I am back where I started, in bed, staring at the wall. Such is my lot, but it won’t be long now and next week I am quite busy with 4 doctor visits and a Dateline special on Sunday featuring Mike J Fox…quite busy. Maybe today I will mix it up and make it a Great Friday… Maybe I’ll put on a movie or play Solitaire, who knows…it’s my oyster.

Bed rest is for bitches.

I am of the 8th percentile of women sent to bed for the remainder of pregnancy. It seems that possibly, just possibly all women aren’t meant to carry little human beings in them while working forty-fifty hours and trying to make time for rest. In fact it seems that rest should be the priority when taking on this task. In my rush and worry to keep up with my job’s expectations and secure a financial standing beyond that of a single 20 something I overdid it and like a child I have been sent to my room and punished with unpaid leave. I have to lie down and drink quarts and quarts of liquid. I am allowed to get up to pee, thank God but baths are still strongly suggested as a shower would just be too strenuous. The car rides between home and the hospital have become adventures in themselves. I get to go outside. I get to see people other than Bart and my Mom. Yesterday I had a Dutch Brother’s coffee and it quickly became the highlight of my week. I suppose for now I will cross my fingers and hope for the best and learn to knit. Even the fucking slipknot is complicated. Whoever said this is easy was not in my lucky top 8. I’m BORED.