Yup. I showered. The shower after being discharged from the hospital was like when you’ve been camping for a weekend and you finally get to home home, scrub your pits, brush your teeth and start to feel normal again. 

And then I was showered again by my coworkers a couple hours later. Hehe, see what I did there? 

My co workers threw a wonderful shower for me yesterday to celebrate baby boy Filloon- we really have to name this kid, am I right? Lots of delicious food, treats, gifts, and hugs. Yup I said it, hugs. Many know that I am personal space lover. But I am learning that accepting any and all positive energy is healing. So bring ’em on! They make us all feel good! 

Thank you to everyone who made yesterday so special. I really love you guys! 🤗

John and I saw the perinatal doc on Thursday. Baby Boy will be induced on September 12th! Per the ultrasound, he’s currently weighing an estimated 5 lbs, 7 ounces and already had a lot of hair! ☺️ 

Also at that appointment, the dr noticed me having a hard time breathing. As I have said before, this pregnancy has been super tough on me. Still puking, exhausted, crazy sciatica, and lots of other weird things. But I agreed with him because that day it had definitely gotten worse. He looked concerned and ordered a CT scan to rule out a pulmonary embolism. Uhhhhh YIKES! 

We were walked over to labor and delivery. After a long evening, I finally got to get the scan and was not expecting the results. There was something inconclusive on the report that could be a small blood clot in my left lung. Apparently being pregnant and having cancer increase risks of blood clots, so I got that going for me  

We had to stay over night to be monitored and set up a plan. Note- Baby is great, moves and kicks like a champ! I was discharged Friday morning and will have to be on blood thinners indefinitely. A SHOT every 12 hours. I hate needles. 😳 Paging Dr. John Filloon 

Plans are to rescan after delivery.  👍🏻

We have had so many appointments in the last week and a half it’s crazy! Test this, scan that, squeeze those. But it’s all good. Preparation is key. Or some saying like that. 

I’ve kinda become a big deal at Kaiser. (Insert Wink Face) It’s pretty rare to get breast cancer while pregnant, 1 in 3000. So when staff take me back, they give me the look like/ “oh you poor child. And you’re carrying a child.” Then they usually hug me or put a hand on my shoulder and give the long tilted head gaze. Don’t get me wrong, I love Kaiser and all of the staff. They are amazing! But I want them to say, “Girl, you got this! We all got this! Get get some shit done!” Not appropriate, I know, but wouldn’t that be pretty rad? Would pump me up.