Trunk or Twig

On our trip to Destin, my feet began to swell. I merely thought it was the long drive in the car and that once we returned my feet and ankles would return to normal size. When we returned home, my feet and ankles returned-but only for a short time. Once school started, my feet began to swell during the day. About a month ago, it spread to my legs. And now it is just common place. My feet, ankles, and calves are swollen consistently. According to my doctor the only way to get back to normal is to always have my feet elevated above my heart (which is not natural or possible while I am still working) and to cut out sodium-which means to only eat fresh fruit and vegetables. And let me just tell you, I am way too hungry to just eat fresh fruit and vegetables.

My sweet husband has been so nice about helping me out around the house and rubbing my feet. However, recently he has thought it is quite entertaining to compare the size of our legs. I joke around with him and call my legs the 'tree trunks.' He has wanted to take a picture lately and I am been quite abrehensive, but I figured with only 21 days left, I might as well just bite the bullet and take the picture.

The truth is, I've been blessed to have not swollen up anywhere else. Not the butt. Not my face. But for some reason, I've developed legs that leave my shoe options somewhere in between "clown" and "boots reserved for Big Tex."

So, if you hear thunder over the next 21 days--don't worry, it's probably not a storm. It's just me walking on these triple-thick, memory-foam like leg-a-sauruses attached below my knees.




On a lighter note (literally), we had our 37 week appointment today. There has been no progression since last week. Pierce is still dropped in position, but no dilatation has begun. So, we made our 38 week appointment for next Monday.

Also, here is a picture of our new piece of furniture in Pierce's room.