I swear no one is taught basic manners anymore.
Recently Preacherman was "outed" at work as being an expectant dad. Again. The stream of rude comments has been unbelievable. Of course, there is the marvelously original standby, "Don't you know what causes that?" DUH. Not only do we now what causes it, we like it! And of course, its corollary, "Was this PLANNED?" Are you asking me about my birth control usage? Would you like to know what position we were in when we did it? What other personal details about our marital life can I share with you?
Then there is, "Don't you have a TV?" Sure, we use it so the kids won't hear us when we're doing "what causes that." As if watching TV is so much more noble than being intimate as husband and wife.
Next up, "Is this the last one?"/"When are you gonna STOP?". Hmmmmm. If I get a dumb or ugly one, I guess.
How about this, "Have you seen those Duggars on TLC? Are you going to be just like them?" Sure, cuz I'm only 40 and I only have 8. Should be no problem to pop out 11 more in the next five or so years before menopause.
One co-worker, evidently not realizing Preacherman was standing right behind him in the room, was talking with another coworker about his next door neighbor who just had their sixth baby. He remarked, "I wish they would just knock his balls off."
Whoa.
Harsh words against someone just having a baby.
When I told my aunt (my mom's sister -- never married), she said, "Oh dear" as if I'd once again been arrested for public drunkenness. Other people have said, "I feel sorry for you." You feel sorry for me? I am overjoyed to have these great children, but I feel sorry for you because you're a rude idiot.
I've heard very rude comments about the Duggars as well. Especially now that Michelle has had a complicated pregnancy and a severely premature baby. Things like, "Well, the statistics finally caught up with them," and "I hope they learn from this to stop trusting God with their family size." Oh, because God never saw this one coming.
I just don't understand it. All our children are loved and cared for. They are smart, funny, educated, independent, individual little people. If we can provide for them and care for them, why should anyone else care how many we have? I've never asked my Aunt for anything for my kids. Why is she disappointed in me for having another baby?
I feel truly blessed and so thankful and happy to be pregnant again. I am enjoying this pregnancy so very much and really looking forward to holding this little guy in my arms. Yes, it's a BOY! Which brings me to the next rude comment, "I bet you're relieved you can stop now." Wait, wut? LOL. You think we had all these children just so we could get a certain sex? I must have been so disappointed with five girls in a row. Maybe I ought to have dropped them off at the fire station in a box when they came out with the wrong plumbing between their legs.
I'm just trying to understand why people feel the need to comment in such a completely rude and inappropriate way. I guess their mothers never taught them, "If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all."
If you're reading this and you've ever said any of these offensive things to someone having ANOTHER baby, next time try, "Congratulations." And leave it at that.
Friday, December 18, 2009
For Love or Money
I've been formulating this post in my mind for quite a while now. I feel torn in two different directions when it comes to The Business of Being a Midwife.
On the one hand, this is a ministry for me; to serve couples/families, to show them the love that is within me, to protect their space and experience, to help them bring, as safely as possible, their new little babies into this world.
On the other hand, I can't do midwifery (or even doula) work for free. There is a cost to me, and I do have valuable skills that are worth getting paid for.
There are many midwives who have mentored me and many midwives I look up to very much. Some of them say, "This is a ministry: payment is secondary to service." The other side says, "This may be a ministry, but the worker is worthy of his wage and you need to get paid, and get paid what you are worth. Don't undersell yourself."
Now, as for how I FEEL about it, well, I love this calling so much that I would just about pay people to let me do this for them. But I have seven children, and one on the way. With what Preacherman makes from his weekly job, if I have about 6 births next year (since I'm taking 6 months off, this is optimistic) and what Preacherman gets paid for preaching (a small stipend that is considered housing allowance) our preaching and midwifery income combined will just cover what we pay in taxes and health insurance/medical costs for the year. And his gross income is low enough to qualify for WIC.
A lot of clients have no understanding whatsoever what it costs to be a midwife. They do the math in their head and think, "Wow, 2-3 grand for a birth x how many births per year, MAN, she's ROLLING in the dough." LAUGH OUT LOUD.
A few of the expenses: Professional licenses, conferences, journals, and continuing education; cell phone and internet; gas, insurance, maintenance on a vehicle (and usually payments as well); books and videos both for reference and lending; clothing; childcare; taxes; office supplies, copies, paper; purchasing and maintaining equipment and supplies. This does not even include the TIME spent concentrating on someone else's family during prenatals (an hour each, average), births (can be any length of time!) and postpartums. Obviously, the more clients you have, the less you end up spending per client. When you have a brand new practice, like I do, the cost per client can be very, very high. This past year, I had to get my CPM which is an expensive process. I ended up spending about $1400 per client this past year.
I've had a few births that I have done basically at a loss. These are usually for friends. I have two clients who are on the "slow pay" plan. One of these clients has a 15 month old and still owes 1/3 of their fee.
Recently, I changed my financial policy to be more "stringent". I offer a large discount for early payment in cash, and the fee gets higher the longer they take to pay. I offer to take trades and barters, and work with people to help them afford a homebirth. It's hard for many families with insurance to decide to pay out of pocket for something covered completely by their insurance plans.
Doctors have office staff that deal with the money. People are accustomed to paying doctors, and have no problem with the expectation of paying their out of pocket expenses before their birth. But with midwives.... we have to sit face to face and remind them of their financial obligations. This is uncomfortable and something most midwives hate to do.
Sometimes Christians get the idea that it is shameful to make money -- especially enough money to pay for more than the basics of life. But that is not what the Bible tells us. It is NOT "Money is the root of all evil," it is "the LOVE of money is the root of all evil." There is nothing sinful in a midwife getting paid what her skills are worth and even having nice things for her family to show for it. While I don't personally know any midwives getting rich off midwifery, there would be nothing at all wrong with it if there were. And it wouldn't be an excuse not to pay her what she is worth for the skills and services she has to offer.
People will pay for what they value. I have seen families with next to NOTHING pay me my full fee with no complaints and well before their home visit. Other clients with homes that look like they're from a magazine, designer clothes on all their kids, big screen tvs, etc., and they constantly tell me money is too tight to pay me on time. It is priorities.
What is all the rambling trying to say? I guess to all the clients out there who have hired midwives, understand they have families to support, expenses to cover, and skills that are extremely valuable. If you think your midwife is getting rich doing midwifery, 99% of the time, you are very wrong, and good on her if she is. Pay your midwife and pay her what she asks and on time. Don't make her ask for money every time. Value the service she provides, because she probably loves what she does with such passion, and believes every family deserves a midwife regardless of their ability to pay. Sell some things. Ask family for money. Use a credit card if you have to (most credit cards send "checks" with low interest rates that can be paid out to anyone). Eat in for a while. Put off that vacation. See if you have skills for barter or items for trade. If you really, truly can't afford it, discuss with her to find a payment option that will work for both of you. Make a good faith effort to value a healthy birth.
On the one hand, this is a ministry for me; to serve couples/families, to show them the love that is within me, to protect their space and experience, to help them bring, as safely as possible, their new little babies into this world.
On the other hand, I can't do midwifery (or even doula) work for free. There is a cost to me, and I do have valuable skills that are worth getting paid for.
There are many midwives who have mentored me and many midwives I look up to very much. Some of them say, "This is a ministry: payment is secondary to service." The other side says, "This may be a ministry, but the worker is worthy of his wage and you need to get paid, and get paid what you are worth. Don't undersell yourself."
Now, as for how I FEEL about it, well, I love this calling so much that I would just about pay people to let me do this for them. But I have seven children, and one on the way. With what Preacherman makes from his weekly job, if I have about 6 births next year (since I'm taking 6 months off, this is optimistic) and what Preacherman gets paid for preaching (a small stipend that is considered housing allowance) our preaching and midwifery income combined will just cover what we pay in taxes and health insurance/medical costs for the year. And his gross income is low enough to qualify for WIC.
A lot of clients have no understanding whatsoever what it costs to be a midwife. They do the math in their head and think, "Wow, 2-3 grand for a birth x how many births per year, MAN, she's ROLLING in the dough." LAUGH OUT LOUD.
A few of the expenses: Professional licenses, conferences, journals, and continuing education; cell phone and internet; gas, insurance, maintenance on a vehicle (and usually payments as well); books and videos both for reference and lending; clothing; childcare; taxes; office supplies, copies, paper; purchasing and maintaining equipment and supplies. This does not even include the TIME spent concentrating on someone else's family during prenatals (an hour each, average), births (can be any length of time!) and postpartums. Obviously, the more clients you have, the less you end up spending per client. When you have a brand new practice, like I do, the cost per client can be very, very high. This past year, I had to get my CPM which is an expensive process. I ended up spending about $1400 per client this past year.
I've had a few births that I have done basically at a loss. These are usually for friends. I have two clients who are on the "slow pay" plan. One of these clients has a 15 month old and still owes 1/3 of their fee.
Recently, I changed my financial policy to be more "stringent". I offer a large discount for early payment in cash, and the fee gets higher the longer they take to pay. I offer to take trades and barters, and work with people to help them afford a homebirth. It's hard for many families with insurance to decide to pay out of pocket for something covered completely by their insurance plans.
Doctors have office staff that deal with the money. People are accustomed to paying doctors, and have no problem with the expectation of paying their out of pocket expenses before their birth. But with midwives.... we have to sit face to face and remind them of their financial obligations. This is uncomfortable and something most midwives hate to do.
Sometimes Christians get the idea that it is shameful to make money -- especially enough money to pay for more than the basics of life. But that is not what the Bible tells us. It is NOT "Money is the root of all evil," it is "the LOVE of money is the root of all evil." There is nothing sinful in a midwife getting paid what her skills are worth and even having nice things for her family to show for it. While I don't personally know any midwives getting rich off midwifery, there would be nothing at all wrong with it if there were. And it wouldn't be an excuse not to pay her what she is worth for the skills and services she has to offer.
People will pay for what they value. I have seen families with next to NOTHING pay me my full fee with no complaints and well before their home visit. Other clients with homes that look like they're from a magazine, designer clothes on all their kids, big screen tvs, etc., and they constantly tell me money is too tight to pay me on time. It is priorities.
What is all the rambling trying to say? I guess to all the clients out there who have hired midwives, understand they have families to support, expenses to cover, and skills that are extremely valuable. If you think your midwife is getting rich doing midwifery, 99% of the time, you are very wrong, and good on her if she is. Pay your midwife and pay her what she asks and on time. Don't make her ask for money every time. Value the service she provides, because she probably loves what she does with such passion, and believes every family deserves a midwife regardless of their ability to pay. Sell some things. Ask family for money. Use a credit card if you have to (most credit cards send "checks" with low interest rates that can be paid out to anyone). Eat in for a while. Put off that vacation. See if you have skills for barter or items for trade. If you really, truly can't afford it, discuss with her to find a payment option that will work for both of you. Make a good faith effort to value a healthy birth.
Wednesday, December 02, 2009
Housekeeping
For a while I made this blog private, then I decided instead of depriving the world of the entire thing, I would just go through and remove certain posts from view. This was by request.
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
Learning to Shut My Mouth
One of the hardest lessons of being passionate about something is learning when to shut your mouth about that very subject.
I recently went to the home visit for one of Faerylady's clients. This mom was 38+ weeks and her baby had turned frank breech the week before. I was very anxious to share with this mom all the things I know about giving birth vaginally to a breech baby. I talked with her about acupuncture (she wasn't interested), version, chiropractic (which she was doing), doctors I knew who would do a breech vaginal birth, and the possibility that I would monitor for her and get her to the hospital pushing since her doctor had told her if she came in complete, he would do a vaginal breech.
Evidently, though he said nothing, the dad was extremely offended. He told the mom after we left that he didn't like "my attitude" and that no matter what, I was not coming to their birth.
I feel really bad that I offended this couple. I was so full of zeal, and passion, and trying to help her avoid an unecessary cesarean that it didn't even occur to me that she might be totally cool with an elective c-section for a breech baby (which she was). This is so foreign to me, so far from my own deeply held beliefs, that it is hard for me to fathom. Yet there it is.
I need to learn to back off a little, to follow Preacherman's advice that I don't have to "download everything I know into everyone I meet".
If you've ever quit smoking, discovered natural birth, had a sudden huge paradigm shift in anything, you know the zeal that I feel. It is so hard to just sit by, especially when I ASSumed that since this woman wanted a homebirth, she would be just as interested as I was in avoiding a c-section. It was impossible for me not to put myself in her place, on that cold table, in that cold room, being operated on. It was impossible for me to gasp "NO! Don't do that!" When she told me the c-section was already scheduled for 39 weeks.
Please understand, family that I offended, this was not intended to offend. I feel so deeply and passionately about avoiding unecessareans that I spoke without thinking. Please forgive.
I recently went to the home visit for one of Faerylady's clients. This mom was 38+ weeks and her baby had turned frank breech the week before. I was very anxious to share with this mom all the things I know about giving birth vaginally to a breech baby. I talked with her about acupuncture (she wasn't interested), version, chiropractic (which she was doing), doctors I knew who would do a breech vaginal birth, and the possibility that I would monitor for her and get her to the hospital pushing since her doctor had told her if she came in complete, he would do a vaginal breech.
Evidently, though he said nothing, the dad was extremely offended. He told the mom after we left that he didn't like "my attitude" and that no matter what, I was not coming to their birth.
I feel really bad that I offended this couple. I was so full of zeal, and passion, and trying to help her avoid an unecessary cesarean that it didn't even occur to me that she might be totally cool with an elective c-section for a breech baby (which she was). This is so foreign to me, so far from my own deeply held beliefs, that it is hard for me to fathom. Yet there it is.
I need to learn to back off a little, to follow Preacherman's advice that I don't have to "download everything I know into everyone I meet".
If you've ever quit smoking, discovered natural birth, had a sudden huge paradigm shift in anything, you know the zeal that I feel. It is so hard to just sit by, especially when I ASSumed that since this woman wanted a homebirth, she would be just as interested as I was in avoiding a c-section. It was impossible for me not to put myself in her place, on that cold table, in that cold room, being operated on. It was impossible for me to gasp "NO! Don't do that!" When she told me the c-section was already scheduled for 39 weeks.
Please understand, family that I offended, this was not intended to offend. I feel so deeply and passionately about avoiding unecessareans that I spoke without thinking. Please forgive.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Busy Time
The last six weeks have been a total whirlwind. First I took the NARM in the middle of August. I left three homebirth moms and one doula client who were all due. They all waited for me too. Then all four of them had their babies in 9 days. Whew. 3 of those 4 babies were within 2 oz. of 10 lbs too. All of them had great vaginal births. Two of them were VBACs.
After the second of these births, I discovered an issue with Mountain Mama. My heart was devastated, and I had to let her go from my practice. It was a very, very difficult thing to do, and it still stings. I have a new assistant, and she is marvelous, but she is not at a place in her life to want to apprentice. I have to remember not to lean on her for clinical stuff... she is just there to help me out, not to learn. I love to teach, though, and I"m sure plenty will rub off on her.
Then, just as I was trying to recover, I got a call from my dad that my mom had had a difficult time in dialysis, with trouble breathing, etc. They brought in ultrasound machines and discovered that she had a large blood clot in her Jugular vein and also one in the Superior Vena Cava. I booked a flight using Preacherman's frequent flier miles and flew up there for mom's surgery. It went well, and I was able to spend a couple days with her and my dad and brother. She is slowly recovering, but she really, really needs a kidney.
The day after I got back from visiting Mom, I got an email from one of our state midwives saying that one of my sister midwives in my state had lost her husband in a motorcycle/truck accident on his way to work. This particular midwife came 3.5 hours to supervise me for one of my NARM births when Faerylady was at another birth herself. She is a homeschooling mom of 6, 4 of her children still live at home. This was a devastating loss.
The weekend after that was the BOLD event two hours away. The widowed midwife had been the organizer. I drove out to help set up and help out in any other way that I could. The play Birth by Karen Brody was performed and it rocked my world. It was amazing, outrageous, inspiring, touching, and very emotional for a pregnant lady.
This weekend I drove 5 hours to a surprise party for a fellow brand new CPM who took the test on the same day as me. Congrats to you M, I know you read here!
The party was a blast. Her preceptor made "boobies" out of pineapples, peaches and cherries, there was a uterus cake, a chicken soaking in a "bath" with an egg between it's legs and milk duds "floaters" in the water, a sitz bath with chips in it and speculum halves for the scoops. It was really fun.
Now, on to the October storm. I have four ladies of my own due, and two that I'm helping Faerylady with. This will be a very busy month.
My own little pea in the pod is starting to make his/her presence known through subtle, weak little fluttery wiggles. I look forward to feeling those little tapping kicks in the upcoming weeks.
After the second of these births, I discovered an issue with Mountain Mama. My heart was devastated, and I had to let her go from my practice. It was a very, very difficult thing to do, and it still stings. I have a new assistant, and she is marvelous, but she is not at a place in her life to want to apprentice. I have to remember not to lean on her for clinical stuff... she is just there to help me out, not to learn. I love to teach, though, and I"m sure plenty will rub off on her.
Then, just as I was trying to recover, I got a call from my dad that my mom had had a difficult time in dialysis, with trouble breathing, etc. They brought in ultrasound machines and discovered that she had a large blood clot in her Jugular vein and also one in the Superior Vena Cava. I booked a flight using Preacherman's frequent flier miles and flew up there for mom's surgery. It went well, and I was able to spend a couple days with her and my dad and brother. She is slowly recovering, but she really, really needs a kidney.
The day after I got back from visiting Mom, I got an email from one of our state midwives saying that one of my sister midwives in my state had lost her husband in a motorcycle/truck accident on his way to work. This particular midwife came 3.5 hours to supervise me for one of my NARM births when Faerylady was at another birth herself. She is a homeschooling mom of 6, 4 of her children still live at home. This was a devastating loss.
The weekend after that was the BOLD event two hours away. The widowed midwife had been the organizer. I drove out to help set up and help out in any other way that I could. The play Birth by Karen Brody was performed and it rocked my world. It was amazing, outrageous, inspiring, touching, and very emotional for a pregnant lady.
This weekend I drove 5 hours to a surprise party for a fellow brand new CPM who took the test on the same day as me. Congrats to you M, I know you read here!
The party was a blast. Her preceptor made "boobies" out of pineapples, peaches and cherries, there was a uterus cake, a chicken soaking in a "bath" with an egg between it's legs and milk duds "floaters" in the water, a sitz bath with chips in it and speculum halves for the scoops. It was really fun.
Now, on to the October storm. I have four ladies of my own due, and two that I'm helping Faerylady with. This will be a very busy month.
My own little pea in the pod is starting to make his/her presence known through subtle, weak little fluttery wiggles. I look forward to feeling those little tapping kicks in the upcoming weeks.
Saturday, September 05, 2009
I Get to Use Those Business Cards
...that I ordered. The ones that say, "Certified Professional Midwife"!
That's right! I passed the NARM. After an intensive several days (4 babies in 9 days) I was feeling like I was going to go insane not knowing. Then yesterday the letter came and I am official.
7 years of study, apprenticing, preparing, all has culminated in this achievement! The other midwife I took the test with also passed.
Here's a shoutout to all the women who passed the August 19 NARM exam across the country. Welcome to the group!
That's right! I passed the NARM. After an intensive several days (4 babies in 9 days) I was feeling like I was going to go insane not knowing. Then yesterday the letter came and I am official.
7 years of study, apprenticing, preparing, all has culminated in this achievement! The other midwife I took the test with also passed.
Here's a shoutout to all the women who passed the August 19 NARM exam across the country. Welcome to the group!
Monday, August 24, 2009
The Waiting is the Hardest Part
Still no babies! I have: lady having her 7th baby (she's the ones who had the twins 2 years ago), only had two periods while nursing the twins when she got pregnant, so her dates could be off by a good bit. By LMP she was due on the 9th, but she's also been measuring under, so we'll see. Lady having her 3rd who was due on the 14th. Good dates. Giant baby. Like, probably 11 lbs. Her last baby was 10-4, and came out like a greased pig, so I'm not worried. Then a VBAC lady, 2nd VBAC, 3rd baby. She's been very worried about ending up with another C, she's worried about there being something wrong with the baby. She's 41 weeks today. She's seeing my doc also and will have another NST today.
I have my first prenatal with my OB today.
Here's my plans for this birth: considering that I had what amounted to PTSD and severe postpartum depression after Posie's birth (mostly due to the extreme, unbearable pain and not having anyone I felt comfortable with to call) I have NOT hired Faerylady this time. I've hired someone that I've assisted at two births, but we don't have a real friendship or pre-existing relationship.
I need to turn off my internal midwife for my own pregnancy and birth this time. I need to listen only to my body. I need to NOT CARE about other people's feelings during the birth. Sorry folks. That day is just about me getting a baby out. I will not be having a doula, or inviting ANYONE else to the birth. Just me, Preacherman, my kids (I didn't mind them at all) and my midwife, who I will trust and feel close to. I need to be able to go to "laborland" this time. And I've left myself a parachute. That's where my doc comes in. I can not suffer like I did during Posie's birth. I won't risk the PTSD again. If I have pain like that, if it drags on and on and on, I will go in and get an epidural. Yep, I said it. Me, the homebirth midwife. I'll go get an epidural if I need one.
And as soon as I made that decision, and made sure that everyone (Preacherman and my midwife) would support me in this, I relaxed and was able to breathe a sigh of relief. Maybe I won't need it.... Maybe my body will remember how to birth. But if not, well, I don't have to go through all that again.
I'm not going to resist learning lessons. I know there will be some. But I'm going to try not to obsess about anything. During my last three pregnancies, there was always something I latched on to to obsess about. So far, I'm feeling pretty mellow about it all. I'm not afraid of the labor, it will be what it is. I don't even really care what sex the baby is. I almost think after 5 girls, it'd be weird to have a boy! I love Posie so much, I know I wouldn't mind another girl. Whatever!
I have my first prenatal with my OB today.
Here's my plans for this birth: considering that I had what amounted to PTSD and severe postpartum depression after Posie's birth (mostly due to the extreme, unbearable pain and not having anyone I felt comfortable with to call) I have NOT hired Faerylady this time. I've hired someone that I've assisted at two births, but we don't have a real friendship or pre-existing relationship.
I need to turn off my internal midwife for my own pregnancy and birth this time. I need to listen only to my body. I need to NOT CARE about other people's feelings during the birth. Sorry folks. That day is just about me getting a baby out. I will not be having a doula, or inviting ANYONE else to the birth. Just me, Preacherman, my kids (I didn't mind them at all) and my midwife, who I will trust and feel close to. I need to be able to go to "laborland" this time. And I've left myself a parachute. That's where my doc comes in. I can not suffer like I did during Posie's birth. I won't risk the PTSD again. If I have pain like that, if it drags on and on and on, I will go in and get an epidural. Yep, I said it. Me, the homebirth midwife. I'll go get an epidural if I need one.
And as soon as I made that decision, and made sure that everyone (Preacherman and my midwife) would support me in this, I relaxed and was able to breathe a sigh of relief. Maybe I won't need it.... Maybe my body will remember how to birth. But if not, well, I don't have to go through all that again.
I'm not going to resist learning lessons. I know there will be some. But I'm going to try not to obsess about anything. During my last three pregnancies, there was always something I latched on to to obsess about. So far, I'm feeling pretty mellow about it all. I'm not afraid of the labor, it will be what it is. I don't even really care what sex the baby is. I almost think after 5 girls, it'd be weird to have a boy! I love Posie so much, I know I wouldn't mind another girl. Whatever!
Sunday, August 23, 2009
NARM
Did I pass? Wow, I have NO CLUE. I was totally not expecting the format/style of the test. So many questions with confusing answers (or answers where I would do half of A and half of B, but not ALL of either! So, which to pick?), or so many confusing questions -- with just ONE piece of missing info, etc.
The sample questions in the CIB are really representative of the entire test.
Still no babies. I was so worried about leaving these three ladies that were due and overdue... and now it's been 4 days and no one has had a baby yet!
As for me, the fatigue is amazing. I don't really remember being THIS tired with Posie, but I guess I could have been. Once again, I can feel my uterus nice and high in the abdominal cavity already. When my bladder is full, it's easily halfway between my pubic bone and umbilicus. I'm 7w 4d for those wondering.
Not really nauseated, although having lots of moments where I am VERY picky about what I eat.
Hope to be reporting on my NARM results in the next couple weeks. Please pray for me that I passed. I don't want to do THAT again.
The sample questions in the CIB are really representative of the entire test.
Still no babies. I was so worried about leaving these three ladies that were due and overdue... and now it's been 4 days and no one has had a baby yet!
As for me, the fatigue is amazing. I don't really remember being THIS tired with Posie, but I guess I could have been. Once again, I can feel my uterus nice and high in the abdominal cavity already. When my bladder is full, it's easily halfway between my pubic bone and umbilicus. I'm 7w 4d for those wondering.
Not really nauseated, although having lots of moments where I am VERY picky about what I eat.
Hope to be reporting on my NARM results in the next couple weeks. Please pray for me that I passed. I don't want to do THAT again.
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