Sorting The Baby Stuff

V To The Power of Three

As mentioned by a commenter below, doc said it is Vulvar Varicose Veins.  Nothing to be done that I'm not already doing.  Parents coming to visit for 3 days and not interested in mentioning it to them, but when I start walking like I have a grapefruit between my legs at about 7 pm, I think they might catch on that something isn't right, ya know?  Cried most of the drive home and for about 25 minutes after I got back, which only made my head hurt.  Last night it was so bad at 4AM that I actually got out a tube of Colin's old teething gel.  I know it makes things swell, but it also makes them numb, so at least I could get back to sleep.  

Doc said to watch salt, which I'm already trying to do.  Also said to stay hydrated - when I told him I was drinking three bottles of wine water a day he said I needed to be drinking three in the morning and three in the afternoon...which means more peeing of course, which leads to more walking, which leads to more chaffing, which leads to more swelling - ugh.  He also said to try these.  Real beauties, no?

Thanks for listening to me just bitch and bitch and bitch.       

Way TMI

Way way too much, and it's all crotchy.

The 'swelling' I mentioned in my last post has virtually taken over my life. I am near miserable. From the link the kind commentor sent me and what I can find online I think it might be like hemmoroids of the crotch. I've never had hemmoroids before and know almost nothing about them. By the end of the day (or, like on Friday, by noon) I can hardly walk because the friction it causes is just too much to bear. I have spent the weekend sitting on ice packs and, no kidding, frozen burritos. Have a dr appointment on Tuesday and while I'm embarassed to mention it to him, I'm just going to have to. If I push a baby out of there something is going to permanently burst, I fear. Plus, as I said before, I am just about miserable.
Thing is, I'm trying to prepare myself for the dr to say there is nothing to be done other than wait it out- or worse, I'm terrified it will last after the baby is born. Or I'm afraid he won't take me seriously. I was suffering some pretty ugly blues until the worst of this hit this week, and I was ready to talk to him about it, but now Ive been feeling so bad physically that I don't know if the emotional stuff was just a passing thing or what.
I know I'm lucky to be pregnant with a healthy baby. Really I do. But another 100 days of feeling like this is probably not within my capabilites.