Two things:
Went for my ultrasound today. Could actually see the baby's heartbeat - got a picture, but it looks like a little peanut baby.
Me: "Hey, ma, wanna see your grandchild?"
Mom: .:stares at picture:. "...it's a...blob."
Me: "Yup, but it's a blob with a heartbeat!"
I also went and had my blood tested today at the lab afterwards and my platelet count went from 35 the day I left the hospital to 116. I have ANOTHER appointment with the hematologist next Tuesday [he failed at scheduling the other one, it's a long story but at least I ended up getting my blood tested] to check up on stuff again, so we'll see if it continues to rise. If it does, then the fact that I was in the hospital is just a random side effect of being knocked up, I would assume.
Oh, and also: Mark and I went to Babies R Us today to look for a baby box or whatever and HOLY GOD DO I EVER HATE EVERYTHING I SEE IN THAT STORE. I'm shopping on the Internet for shit because WHO ON GOD'S GREEN AND VERDENT EARTH would wanna put that shit in their baby room? I mean, SERIOUSLY. It's almost offensive, really, considering both baby stores AND maternity stores cater to one kind of parent with one sense of style, WHICH IS NOT ME [I'm not saying they should CATER TO ME OMG, but I know I'm not the only one who walks into stores like that and chokes back bile]. .:faceplants:. Stupid people and their sickening patterns. Makes me wanna vomit.
Oh, and my due date and January 10th. 😀