I have one thing to say....*

Carpal tunnel syndrome sucks. Major majorly.

It's irritated by my knocked-up-ness. Just holding my gyro today at lunch brought on an attack of numb fingertips and sore hand.

Trying to type or click the mouse on other people's blogs and/or comments? Almost unthinkable right now.

If I don't blog much this week, this is why. I'm trying but it really freaks me out to have my index, middle and other finger (the only one that doesn't have its own name-- you know, the "piggie" who had none.. poor piggie) go numb.

Luckily, friend Nissa told me the things to clue one in to whether the tingling fingers are serious stroke signs (in addition to the fact that my blood pressure is absolutely fabulous, and the doctor is not at all concerned). As long as you can 1. smile 2. raise your hand above your head and 3. ummmmm.. I forget what three was for. So the worries are unjustified proof that I am, in fact, a hypochondriac.

Anyway. I still hate it. A lot. (Take that Mrs. E.)

* Apparently I had more than one thing to say. But now I have that part of the Ru Paul song stuck in my head, so now, I will pass it on to you. Mwah ha hahahahahahaha ha!

p.s. I also hate Braxton-Hicks. Whose idea was it to make me be in labor for several weeks? I tell ya. You just wait till these kids ask to use the car to go to the mall one day. I'm going to tell them all about the weeks of BH that I had to put up with. BH. More like BS. :)