This week I decided I didn’t need to take Diclectin anymore. After all, I was feeling great; no nausea to speak of.
I should’ve known better! As a person taking antidepressants, I know what happens when you start feeling better and decide you don’t need to take your meds anymore. Some how, the logical cause and effect relationship of “take medication, feel better” mutates into “feeling better, don’t need medication.” Well, at least I have now confirmed that I do still need to be taking Diclectin!
And man, after only a few days without it, the super drowsiness hit me full force as it did when I started taking it in the first place. I was asleep more than I was awake on Sunday: luckily my husband was home!
Re-adaptation to Diclectin aside, all is well. I picked up my file from my obstetrician so I’m all ready for my first appointment with my midwife on Friday. I have really no clue what it’s like to have an appointment with a midwife, but I suspect it is a lot different than seeing a doctor with a 10-minute window within which to squeeze all of my concerns.
I ditched prenatal yoga this week because it was simply way too cold to go outside, pregnant or not. I’m from Vancouver: I don’t drive well in snow and ice.
What was your first meeting with your midwife like?