Like something the cat dragged in

Remember how I said I felt no symptoms of pregnancy? Well, I jinxed it, and I had had definite queasiness when I woke up 3 days in a row too. 2 days later (the evening of my 6w2d ultrasound), I ended up throwing up in a restroom in JFK when I went to pick up my cousin.  Then, the next day, it kind of faded away and its been gone 3 days, but I refuse to get worried by this. On balance, I'd rather I did not have nausea as a symptom to deal with. Despite the reassurance, you cannot possibly enjoy it (though I did feel a little happy while throwing up), and when it stops, you only get far more alarmed.  Women in my family often go through their entire pregnancy without feeling nausea, so its not even like its a requisite for a healthy pregnancy.

I've been exploring Manhattan like a fiend with my cousin. Both Friday and Saturday, we spent about 6-7 hours walking around the city. Saturday morning, I woke up with a sore throat, but I really did not let that stop me. Today, I woke up feeling like dog shit. My entire body hurts, it feels just awful. I've spent the day staying in with my poor cousin. This is my second infection in like 4 weeks since getting pregnant, I am most certainly immune-compromised. Gah.

So basically, between throwing up, feeling sick, feeling breathless, having what occasionally feels like hot flashes, I feel most definitely pregnant. My baby had better be hanging on, or its just another reason (like I would'nt have enough) to shake my fist at the universe. Ultrasound tomorrow morning, this is all effin terrifying.