Uggghhhh chiro appt was a disaster. I of course let the doc know I was pregnant, but he used the electrical stimulation pads on my hip, buttock, and back, and it wasn't until halfway through that I remembered Dahlia saying they shouldn't be used. I started freaking out and called the doc back in and had a meltdown worrying that it wasn't safe. The doc assured me that it was safe, the current doesn't reach anywhere near the uterus, just the muscles beneath the pads, that he's treated hundreds of pregnant women throughout pregnancy safely. He stopped it anyway because I was crying and a mess. He finished up by just doing a manual adjustment because I couldn't relax enough for anything else.
He wants to see me back on Monday when I'm hopefully calmer but I dunno what to do now. There's conflicting info on the internet. Some say it's safe as long as you don't use the pads directly on the abdomen. Some seem to avoid it altogether. What do I do now? I don't want to go back in and have another meltdown. Doctor appts always make me nervous and tense and prone to crying to begin with. 
I cried in a meeting yesterday -- it was really embarrassing.
. Then at 1:30 in the morning I was (thankfully) in the bathtub reading novels instead of asleep and I smelled something burning. When I pulled on a towel and went in the hallway to sniff, I also heard the click-click-click that the gas stove makes when it first comes on. I ran downstairs and discovered a flame under the pyrex pan, and the sticky leftover marinade smoking and burning. I flipped off the flame, knocked the pan off the hot part of the stove, and then it exploded into a zillion glassy pieces all of that part of the kitchen, singing the floor. Yikes! DH ran in just in time to see the pan explode, and then the family dog slinks in, ears all tucked down and looking guilty. I guess she tried to get at the dirty pan and turned on the stove by accident! I'm just glad that the flame came on instead of filling the house with gas, and that I was still awake to smell the burning smell. The fire alarm hadn't gone off yet, but I guess it would have soon. Then DH and I lay awake most of the rest of the night trying to calm back down. There is something about an almost house-fire after finding out your family is unexpectedly expanding to make us feel particularly...fragile, I guess. Not sufficiently grown-up or something! (Or too grown-up? Not sure.) Anyway, that's what's going on around here. Mostly fine. Still feeling okay, starting to obsess over baby yarn and fabric already because I like to knit and sew. :)
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