Where'd my toes go?

I have to lean over a bit to see my toes now. If I don't lean, all I see is boobs and belly.

I'm waddling quite nicely now. Somewhere between a duck waddle, and a Quasimodo waddle-shuffle, depending on how much/which things hurt.

I've got some lower back pain from my tummy throwing me off-balance, and I have to stand, and rock myself back and forth to fix things. It's amazing how many things are fixed by rocking... Lower back pain, dislocated tailbone, dislocated pelvis, constipation, gas pain, and restless baby... Gently rocking for a few minutes gets everything back to where it should be, and convinces my little monster that my ribcage should not be her hideout.

On another note, I'd like to find the person who smuggled steel-toed boots, a pointy helmet, and a sledgehammer into my womb. Okay, not quite, but it's amazing how strong she is in there.

I'm getting a shiny new car this week, because my current car is crap, and I don't think I'd feel safe having a baby in it.

I think my appointment with the High Risk Pregnancy clinic next week is finally going to get me an OB/GYN. Amazingly, at 6 1/2 months, I still don't have one.

My appointment last week with the Chronic Illness & Pregnancy clinic was interesting. For 2 hours I had a nurse, an intern, and a doctor asking me question upon question, and writing notes.

Weird part, though, is that they knew enough about EDS that they told me, "we're not concerned, because you don't have the vascular type." Which is great, they know that Type IV is the most problematic when it comes to pregnancy complications, and such... But don't sit there and tell me that I'm going to be fine, especially after I've detailed the extreme dislocations, the extreme pain, and the scary-as-hell near-syncope events I had all through my first trimester, coupled with the ever-looming possibility that this pregnancy may end with me in a wheelchair. Telling me that "at least it's not type IV" doesn't earn you any brownie points. It doesn't make me feel better.

Oh well. At least they knew some things.

Tummy Monster is Kicking My Butt

So, I just passed the 6 month milestone in my pregnancy. I also finally got back to my pre-pregnancy weight, after losing 20 pounds in my first trimester.

My pelvis now dislocates in up to 4 places simultaneously.

My intestines seem to be doing their job again, since I started eating a lot more fruit.

The tiny little person I'm growing can stretch to amazing lengths already, poking me in the ribs on both sides, as well as just above both hip bones, at the same time. It really is one of the strangest sensations I've ever experienced.

I am exhausted, all the time. I still can't get much sleep, but I am getting some.

My geneticist has referred me to 2 different high risk pregnancy centres, and I'm still waiting to hear back from them about an appointment.

I saw my chiropractor yesterday, about the 4 wobbly bits in my pelvis, and he adjusted them (which really hurt) and they felt so much better afterward, for about an hour and a half. I had to break out my cane. He also gave me the number for a place in town that sells braces, and told me to see if they have any pelvic braces to help stabilize me.

Also, my husband spoke to my prolotherapy doctor, and he seems to think we'll have to wait 3-6 months after baby is born to start prolotherapy again. I am really distressed by this, as I can barely walk for 10 minutes now, and I seem to be getting worse almost daily. Once I know his reasons for waiting that long, I'm either going to try to convince him he's wrong (if I think he is), or try to convince him to do it a different way, if it's the drugs/breastmilk he's worried about.