I’ve got good news and bad news. The good news is, I didn’t kill the phalaenopsis orchid plant I got for my birthday back in May. I was a little worried that I had, because I’d left it in the car when we’d gone to lunch that day, and all the leaves had gotten burned. But, happily, it bloomed this week. My mom would be proud. Not that I nearly killed an orchid plant, but that I managed to get it to bloom again. The orchid also gives me an opportunity to break up all the text heavy posts, lately.

Bad news — my somewhat lax bed rest is now strict bed rest. I went in for a non-stress test last night and my blood pressure readings were pretty high — like around 160/100 and higher. In fact, my doctor nearly kept me at the hospital, but let me go home, as long as I would stay off my feet and on my left side (to improve blood flow to the baby). Do you have any idea how hard it is to blog, lounging like Cleopatra?

I honestly don’t know why this is happening again, but I suppose I’m not alone. Everything I’ve read about pre-eclampsia says that doctors really have no idea why it occurs. It doesn’t have anything to do with my diet — believe me, I’ve asked — which is a good thing, since its about to get worse — remember I can’t cook anymore? Grrrreat. The only thing they keep telling me is to lay on my left side as much as possible, to keep blood flowing to the baby. I’m allowed to swim too, since I can float and it keeps pressure off my uterus and pelvis.

In the meantime, I’ve got books to read and blog posts to peck out with one hand. Sounds like fun, eh?