Vanilla Bean. My favorite.
edit: I’d thumbs up your post if I could.
Dog? Havanese or other Bichon.
Umm, seeing as you’re not planning on staying pregnant for much longer… have a few medicinal drinks tonight. On dope orders!
(okay, I get where you’re coming from, I had a teen pregnancy/termination, and also didn’t drink during it, out of some weird moral code. But give yourself a break - if booze’ll help, have booze!)
Take the money, but nothing else from him. Why would you want a dog that constantly reminds you of him? Take your $3000 and go adopt a dog yourself. Or, if money is so tight that you can’t afford your medical care, you probably also shouldn’t be taking on a dog to care for either.
I don’t think the rest of us can say this quite enough: cut. him. off. Get the money you need for your care and absolutely nothing more. You’re making up excuses to continue to associate with this scumbag who may well still have put your life in danger.
This is my first time reading through this thread, and everyone’s pretty much said all there is to say. The only thing I have to add is this: what it took for me to leave someone that wasn’t good for me was realizing that he was also shitty for my son. Even if I didn’t think I was worthy of better treatment, the realization that my kid was getting shortchanged in the deal finally made me snap to. Think about it: through his callous indifference, he took a chance with your life, your wellbeing, and your son’s future. Even while you’ve just been dealing with this, you haven’t been able to work to provide for your kid, take care of him the way you would while he’s been sick (which could be a reaction to what he undoubtedly senses is going on, even if he’s not privy to the details.) This guy, and what he did to you and you’re allowing him to continue doing to you, is cheating your son out of a happy and healthy mom. And that’s bullshit. Even if you don’t think you deserve better, you **know **your son does.
I agree. I’ll get my own dog. He asked what adoption fees for dogs were (about $300), so maybe he was going to toss it in? I had made a comment before like, ‘You *so *owe me a dog <grumble>’ and he asked if I was serious, so I said yes. He’s helping pay for medical bills and Rxs so far. Hope he continues. I can’t be a total jerk to him.
I KNOW my son deserves more. Last year I was single, so it was all about him. The last month has been such a mess…I think I’ve only taken out my son on one “date” re: car problems, std problems, prego problems, scheduling dates with D…my son and I had a pretty good routine and it’s been thrown off. He likes D. a lot, but I’m the only adult he’s attached to. And he’s my #1.
At 5.5 weeks, the alien has a heartbeat. Freaking me out.
And yes, I still care about Jerkface. In a tiny way.
He was a part of your life for so long that, to me, that’s actually understandable, so long as the rational part of you accepts that he can’t be in your life any longer. That said - we’re here for ya, hon. Now, go have [alcoholic beverage of choice] and make it a double. Dr. Horseshoe’s orders.
Hey - where are Dr. Girlfriend or QtheM when we need them? 
Nor does she feel fine.
No offense, but didn’t you say this was an eptopic pregnancy? If so, going forward with the pregnancy wouldn’t be an option, would it?
The docs think it might be ectopic, but they don’t yet know for sure.
I’ll find out on Monday.
Good luck!
Please keep us posted! If things fall through with Necros, pm me. I have contacts in the Denver area.
The good and bad news is that they are fundies. They won’t be judgemental at ALL (I promise – they will be supportive and caring). The downside is they will want to follow up and keep in touch and make sure you’re okay forever. It’s awesome in the short term (so use it!), but it does get old after a while to be someone’s ‘cause’.
I appreciate everyone’s love and support.
I was at a meeting at a place I applied for and I started to feel “odd”…I lasted through the rest of it but then beelined to the br and started puking. It was horrible. I thought I’d die. Since no one else really knows about this…I texted D. and asked for help. I was terrified - vomiting, sweating, hot face, dizzy (and I can’t get sick here! I’m applying for a job here!).
He got my son from school and met me at home. I was in the bathroom at that place for 25 mins and had to stop AGAIN at a grocery store. It took an hour and a half from when it started to me getting home.
It’s mostly passed. I was able to have a small roast beef sandwich and water later.
This did help make the Alien Removal Services thing feel better - there’s no way I can live like this. Exhausted, pukey, achy, EXHAUSTED, scared. But…it’s 5.5 weeks old and has a heartbeat. It’s weird. I think. I mean, if there’s something viable in there. It really does feel like an alien. The whole thing does feel…alien.
I have to say, I have to give D. some credit for coming to my rescue even after I more or less told him to cough up some cash and a milkshake for my troubles. I know it made him grossly uncomfortable (good!), but he could’ve just told me to F off. If I thought the sickness would pass soon, I wouldn’t have asked for help. But I had no idea what was going on, if it was an emergency, how long it would last, and how long it would be before someone found me if I passed out on the bathroom floor.
And maybe he was just being nice to make sure I’d go through with it all and he wouldn’t have to bribe me to do it (how effed up am I?), but I really really needed help. I was shitfuck scared. I’m sure once this is all over he’ll disappear (I know, I’m supposed to not want to talk to him anyway…). But he got my son from school, played with him, made sure I was ok, stuck around and kept the bantering to a minimum. He looked extremely sympathetic and not at all ‘detached’ when he saw my green face.
I HATE THIS.
and yet, everytime i see a baby, i feel an ache.
Don’t do this to yourself. I know it’s not a pleasant decision to make, but if you could at all detach yourself from the situation, I think it would be easier for you. Also, if you start having any unexplained sudden shoulder pain, get to an ER asap- that’s a sign of ectopic pregnancy. I hope this is over for you very soon.
I know. You are right. But I really mean it when I say I have no close friends. I couldn’t send out an SOS to The Dope.
Yes, you can send out an SOS to the Dope. We are people, helping people. Unless we are pitting them or putting them on ignore. That’s what we’re here for.
I know that this is why you’re still in touch with Jerkface, although it is hard to understand if you don’t know that he’s one of the few (only?) one you know in your area that you have to call on. Wish I could be there for you, kiddo. Then you could take his money and his milkshake and tell him to move on down the road. When this is over, do it.
Thank you. I know people, but I keep so many things personal. I really did have a year of…silence. And anxiety, too - I mean, I have such extreme anxiety, I figured if I stopped trying to be normal and have friends, I’d be happier. And it works - til I realize I’m extremely friendless.
I really thought I was going to die in that bathroom. Well, not die die, but be permanently mortified. It was horrible. I feel like now is not the time to burn bridges with D.
Everything is so confusing. I feel like a little kid most of the time. I feel…helpless…and silly…and scared.
Hehe.
SOS: Trapped the Bathroom & Prego: Need Answer Fast!
We’ve dealt with weirder situations!
Here is a nice big {{{{{{{{{{Virtual hug}}}}}}}} with a virtual (((((holding you hair out of the toilet while you throw up))))))) for good measure