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  • Jan. 25, 2008, midnight
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Bloated Beyond Belief!

Oh my aching everything! I’m fighting off something. Some kind of illness, but I don’t know what. All I know is that my ears are cloggy and the glands in my neck are tender and swollen. I had a sore throat for two days, but it’s gone so I’m hoping that I’m actually killing this thing off.

But the WORST of it is the BLOAT! I stepped on the scale this morning and I’m up 5 pounds! My clothes are tight. My ring is tight. My belly is round and distended. If I didn’t know any better I’d think…

Could it be?????

But no. I feel so icky.

I couldn’t even get myself to play with TFMS last night. Not even when he got frisky with me (you KNOW I’m sick when I don’t respond to a little lovin’ like that).

Therapy was weird on Wednesday. I told The Therapizer about TFMS backing out on his word about being willing to discuss having a baby together. And he gave me all kinds of little anecdotes. And that was fine. Whatever. But then do you know what he said???

I paraphrase: Well, you could just stop taking the pill without telling TFMS and get pregnant on your own and then let him deal with it.

…Um.

Um.

WHAT? Is that good advice? To be so dishonest to the person I want to share EVERYTHING with? To completely disrespect him and “accidentally” get pregnant…knowingly?

I felt ooky when I left his office. I felt numb.

I feel beaten down, worn, defeated, and worst of all still bloated.

Happy Friday.


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