Tuesday, March 11, 2008
It turns out that not only are you not suppose to eat laundry detergent, you shouldn't even want to.
I'm not talking about Andrew.
I have noticed lately that my senses are in hyperdrive. I have loved eating ice and loved the feel of scooping out a bit of laundry detergent and pouring it in the washing machine. I originally thought: wow! Look how pregnancy helps me appreciate everyday tasks.
Today I saw my doctor and she mentioned pica. Pica is a condition caused from low iron levels that makes people want to eat non-foods.
She asked me about my vitamin...as in "are you taking them?" And I admitted that I wasn't. My excuses? I have a really hard time swallowing pills and Flintstones chewables taste terrible from the moment you put them in your mouth until about 20 minutes later. So after the 1st trimester I gave up.
She said that she did not take vitamins either for her second pregnancy, but that she developed pica. She craved ice. Wanted to eat it all the time. And then a little bell went off. I have been going through two trays of ice a day. Not really eating it...well not until it was small enough to eat at least. And then I thought about the laundry detergent. And my love for it. And how maybe I shouldn't love it that much.
So on my way home from the doctor's I picked up some gummy vitamins. Maybe that will do the trick. Maybe that will regulate my senses and I can re-develop a healthy relationship with laundry detergent.
Until then, I am off to start another load.
Posted by Dave at 2:48 PM