I think that's what they meant when they said I needed to stay off my feet and rest, last night before I left the ER.
At the time I was finally feeling okay and I thought "Yeah right.... like that's gonna happen..." to myself.
In addition to everything else, Paul started law school yesterday, so he's at class and studying a lot (although he's really, trying to help me out too). And I don't want to distract him from studying, because he needs to excel in class if he's going to meet his goals.
So I had no plans to follow the doctor's orders when it came to staying in bed. I woke up to a killer migraine, took two of my migraine pills (hydrocordon) and was bounding around the house feeding the girls and getting ready to face the day. I even hung a bunch of framed photos on the wall (stupid) and unpacked four boxes (stupider) and then, in an act of extreme stupidity moved two boxes of Paul's grad school books that were in my way (stupidest). If you haven't noticed, I have a really, really hard time staying still when there is so much to be done, even when I really, really should.
This was all apparently a very, very bad idea. The dizziness started. Then the almost fainting. And the extreme nausea. Then I was curled up on the floor with Sadie saying "Mommy I need help _______" (fill in the blank with "with this puzzle" or "finding my princess shoe" or "with these blocks."), while Mae Bae decided it would be fun to try to sit on my head (I kid you not). And I am now relying heavily on Dora and Diego, and a large box of toys I dumped in the middle of the floor that thankfully hadn't been unpacked, to keep the girls happy. Oh and Mae is in jail in her exersaucer, where I hope she will stay until she's tired enough for her nap.
I have learned that sometimes we really do need to a) listen and b) slow down. I have a feeling we are going to be watching way too many DVDs in the next few days. But I am thankful that that's an option because if it wasn't I would have no idea how I would keep the girls busy while laying on my back in the middle of the living room floor.
I have no idea how those of you who are on bed rest for extended periods of time do it (although I definitely would if it could have helped the baby at all!). I am already going a little crazy and it's only been three hours since I realized it was a very serious order. It's going to be a long couple of days.