I know, I haven't posted much since last summer. I wanted to post about my trip back home and the U.S. but I never came up with something to write. Anyways, now I am back in France, trying to have a quiet last trimester for my pregnancy, but things didn't turn out the way it should be.
First, my MIL called a month ago, asking her son to bring her to get a MIR. I was quiet worried but we didn't hear from her for 3 weeks. Then, she was hospitalized for her gallbladder. I was right to be worried, it is something inoperable. Let's just say that she will not be around to see her granddaughter grow.
I tried not to be too upset about her condition. I had to focus on the baby and my driving exam. I was pretty zen and finally passed the damn exam. A week later, I had lots of appointments with the hospital and one thing led to another, they kept me for 4 days. I felt I was in prison. All I did was waiting, between tests and the meals. They ran me a lot of tests, blood tests, monitoring the heartbeat of the baby and took at least 20 times my blood pressure. They finally let me go yesterday evening. My blood pressure was quiet high and with the diabetes they don't want to take any chance. Also, they decided to transfert my file to another hospital for the delivery. Another stress. I just hope that things will work out and I'm trying to stay calm despite all of this. I will try to take one day at a time now.