Literally shopped till I dropped

What a week. It all started with a rash. Since about December I thought I had heat rash under my boobs (it gets toasty in there haha) and the occasional small couple of spots on my sides, stomach, back, and my shoulder at one point. But then a pretty big spot showed up on my neck, and continued to get bigger, then had a darker color "ring" around it and I was like crap. I'm dying. or I have ring worm. After much Googling it was neither ring worm or death approaching, but what it did sound like was PUPPPs, this like crazy not common pregnancy thing where you're allergic to the male hormones in your baby. I had a little bit of a rash and it was itchy and irritating and Google told me to take an oatmeal bath.
So it's Saturday evening and it took everything I had to get some pants on and get in the car. I just HAD to get to Lush so I could get some skin soothing/oatmeal bath stuff. I made it there and back, had a bath, it worked, no more itch.

Now on to Monday, I just assumed it had been a long weekend and didn't think much about how "exhausted" I was Saturday. But then it also took just as much dreaded effort to get ready and get in the car on this particular morning. I was planning on making a trip out to Last Chance. I was hoping to find a robe for the hospital or one of those sleep dresses that your nana wears, you know the one with flowers all over and looks like a sheet, a diaper bag, and slippers. After much convincing I made it in the car, drove two minutes and got on the freeway and I realized, "wow... this takes so much effort to push the  gas pedal... I don't want to do it for 30 more minutes. Maybe I'll just get off at the next exit and go home." And that's what I did. I've just been feeling so tired and lazy, like I just have no desire to do anything that is more than 20 steps away. I then decided that this must just be what happens in the third trimester, I'm 33 weeks so yeah it's ok that I have like no energy at all.

But here comes Tuesday, and yet again I convinced myself that I had to go to last chance and get these things done and purchased. So that's what I did. It's a mad house in there. I was there for maybe 10 min and I was like omgosh I don't feel well. I started having weird cramps on my lower stomach area, I wanted water and boy did I want to just sit somewhere, but that's impossible in there. I found a front button down sleeping shirt and stood in line for the fitting room because I knew there was a seat in there. I pushed myself so hard to stay standing and make it into the fitting room, but all along I'm thinking oh gosh I might pass out right now, oh gosh get me in there!!! I made it in the room and just sat there for a while. I considered asking for help or maybe someone could get me water, but I thought it would just be weird and I could push through it and make it out alive. (bad idea)

I stood in line, luckily it was short, and made it to the escalator (Last Chance is in a basement, which I why I never left and came back... because I knew I wasn't going to go back down the stairs!), then dragged myself to this little cafe kiosk, basically holding myself on the counter, barley was able to ask for a bottle of water! The whole time I keep telling myself, "Just a few more steps and you'll be at the top!" "Just a few more steps and she'll give you a water bottle! - Don't pass out!!! Don't cause a scene Ande!" I got my water and made it to the nearest table  and chair.I started freaking out a little because I didn't know what was going on, I wasn't sure I could make it ALL THE WAY to the door (which wasn't even far), and if I did, what would I do, drive?! yeah right. I just felt exhausted, like I pushed myself too hard at the end of a work out and my body was done... except I didn't work out. All I did that day was drive there and walk inside haha.
So after gathering the energy to get the phone to my ear, I called my mom thinking mom's always know how to fix things, maybe I'm just supposed to eat a banana or a pretzel or something. Either way I thought oh she'll know how to fix me!
But instead I panicked her, which panicked me! I was hoping she would tell me oh you're ok just do/get/eat this. So her school resource officer and my mom leave her classroom, jump in his squad car and zoom over to the Last Chance (luckily it wasn't that far from her). By this point I felt a littler better because of the water and the chair, but ask me to walk to the door? hah yeah right, I was not going to make it. Officer B. called the paramedics to come check out my vitals.

The ambulance just showed up lights and all, so much for not causing a scene haha.

Silly, but I felt so embarrassed. there's this teary eyed pregnant lady, a cop, another woman who seems serious then makes jokes then back to serious, and now the fire department is coming in. Parked right out front with the lights on, they wheel in a bed (I'm thinking oh gosh what is going on), but it was just to hold all of the equipment. All of my numbers and whatnot came back normal but they suggested I go to the hospital.
I just didn't want to. If everything was "fine" then I was PROBABLY fine haha.

Eventually what happened was, I went to my doctors office instead of the hospital (it's a little cheaper and less dramatic that way). In the end it turns out I'm anemic and need to take an added iron pill. The doctor told me all of the blood pools in my legs and doesn't make it to my brain very well and if I feel like I'm going to pass out... I'm probably going to pass out so don't push myself again next time. But both baby and I are healthy and fine now so everything is on track for back to normal!
Oh and I asked about my weird rash and it turns out it is just eczema basically. Pregnancy does some weird stuff to you.

In other news: The baby shower invites are being sent, get me your address if you haven't already. Also, we finally picked a name! Stay tuned, I'll be posting that and pictures of the "mostly finished" nursery.