Lonely
This will be a post that starts a fight between Babe and I should he read it. Because anytime I post something about how our life is less than perfect, or he is a less than perfect husband, trouble starts.
I am sorry Babe , you are not perfect. I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you making babies, taking trips, growing old, but right now the 80 hrs a week you are working is making me feel like a single woman.
On Friday or Saturday i was bound to ovulate soon, so we "baby danced" since Sunday, I have felt incredibly ill. I am nauseous, I have an unstoppable migraine, and am always on the verge of tears. Every ounce of my nurse being knows there is no way in hell, I could be pregnant and feeling this shitty within days. But if not the easy answer, then what gives?
Of course since I have been well a mere 4 weeks since my last love affair with my couch, Babe has little patience for how shitty I feel. I don't even think he believes I am sick. Yesterday he talked me into going into work, even after I had called in sick, because obviously I was just faking it.
Immediately upon arriving at work, everybody started to ask what was wrong with me, as I looked horrible. I went home a short two hours later and slept and slept. I woke up and still felt like shit. I feel like shit right now. I am just exhausted, but cant sleep, and feel nauseous.
What is wrong with me and why is feeling so mysteriously sick so isolating?
