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I will be back with more detail, I need to, but I have to live inside my head for a bit. Over the last month went from a basically (okay very, despite my affinity for Marlboros and not for vegetables or exercising) healthy person to a walking, talking trainwreck. I am exaggerating, and I know it could be much worse, like something terminal and shit, but if I can't be self-absobed here, then I am screwed.

I have this. Which causes blood clots, and for which I will be taking a baby aspirin daily for the rest of my life. Do not be alarmed! By Lupus, they mean not really lupus, and by anticoagulant, they mean coagulant (clotting factor).

Oh, and this. Which means I don't process folic acid properly, which can lead to heart issues, so I will be taking a folic acid supplement every day for the rest of my life. The idea is to flood my system with folic acid so that my body has to do SOMETHING with it. Otherwise I can have heart attacks and more stillbirths, possibly with a bonus side of Spina Bifida!

Oh, yeah, and then there is this. For which I will be taking Fake Thyroid Juice. Daily. Rest of life. Also can cause blood clots, hair loss, insensitivity to cold (which, duh), oh, and, you know, depression.

I better get SO THIN. I mean, there's got to be an upside to this, right? I said, RIGHT?

I am basically a walking stroke waiting to happen. The smoking, it is going away, almost entirely gone in fact. Yay for Chantix! Boo to my insurance for not covering it! But overall, yay!

Coming soon: I got an iPhone and won't fucking shut up about it, and the perinatal visit, AKA the How Screwed Are We appointment (spoiler: kindasortanottotallybutdamn).