So I haven't written in days because I am a little stressed out. Yesterday, our regular OB appointment did not go well. My doctor was irritable for reasons that didn't involve us, but probably involved the broken air conditioning in his offices. His bad attitude continued into our appointment when he saw my weight. Apparently I had gained 14 pounds in the past month, adding my grand total to 280. And this weight gain is of concern when it is added to my swollen legs, feet and hands. But frankly, in 90 degree weather, with my own apartment AC broken, I can imagine that swelling feet, hands and legs would make sense. And that at least 4 pounds of those 14 are indeed the fluid of the swelling.

Anyway. My doctor very rudely asked me why he shouldn't put me in the hospital! Um... because I feel fine and my blood pressure is fine. Anyway, even though I don't have any of the main symptoms of pre-eclampsia, my doctor is concerned about it. Which is fine, but it would have been nice for him to spend his time telling me what symptoms to look for next rather than spend his time threatening checking me into the hosiptal for weight gain and asking me how much salt I am eating.

I have to say that threatening someone like me with spending the next 8 weeks in the hospital because of weight gain is NOT the right thing to do. But of course he doesn't understand that I have been way fatter than this before and, hello, I AM PREGNANT WITH TWINS! I have gained about 55 pounds so far, which is about normal for this stage of a twin pregnancy. Anyway,

So, for now, I am stuck at home on "partial bedrest," which means that I can work from home and sit around worrying about what I am eating.

I have an appt tomorrow morning to get my weight and blood pressure checked. Then the doctor gets to re-evaluate me . Let's hope I look ok so that I can continue to stay home and go to my baby shower on Saturday. Because the idea of spending the next 8 weeks in the hospital is just devastating.

So, I would like to thank my doctor for making me feel like a ticking time bomb, when in fact minutes before the appointment, I felt fine.

In good news, both of my girls are pointing head down. :) hopefully there will be more good news tomorrow.