A bit of a downer.

I took yesterday off of work due to this massive neck/back ache I woke up with. I must have slept wrong and woke up yelling at around 5am from the pain. The pain traveled from the right side of my neck down my back around my shoulder blade and into my right arm. It was a major crick in my neck. I felt a little better once I was up and moving for a while, but man that hurt! Today it's almost gone. Gone enough that I was able to go swimming.

Okay, so here's the deal. I am 7DPO and I have felt nauseous off and on for the last couple of days. I've almost thrown up twice - you know those burps that turn out to be a little more than a burp. Gross, yuck - sorry for the tmi. I've also felt a little dizzy a few times. I haven't mentioned it to H. and I haven't really even acknowledged it to myself until now. I do not want to obsess over symptoms/non-symptoms. My knee-jerk reaction if I even let my wander over to the pg symptom side is to give myself a virtual kick in the ass, and say it's probably nothing followed swiftly by "but I'm open to the possibility". Oh and did I mention I cried yesterday morning because the woman I wanted to win her 2nd round match at Wimbledon this morning lost. I am generally a crier - at commercials, movies etc, but even for me this was a bit much.

I cried the other night too, but I think it was more than merited. There I was sitting nonchalantly at my computer playing mah.jong sol.itaire and listening to the news on tv when i heard a story that was just so sad and sickening. A man had his baby at a fire pit. He fell asleep and when he woke up the child was in the fire pit, where there was a fire and the child was fatally burned. IN THE FIRE PIT!!! WTF!!! Here's the story. It is simply appalling.

Sorry for the downer post.