I hate my brain!

It's been awhile. I've been too busy drinking litres and litres of water. Minimum of 4 litres a day actually. That's double what you're supposed to drink. It's not easy and there's been a lot of peeing going on the last two weeks. Tomorrow is the 2 week ultrasound. It's 2 weeks ago tomorrow that they told me that I was going to lose my baby. The plan is to prove them horribly, horribly wrong. I've been in good spirits the last couple of weeks, kind of a "fuck you" attitude to the doctor. I'll show him boy! Well, apparently my subconscious is a lot more worried than I've been letting on. Last night I must have been dreaming horrible dreams because I kept waking up thinking that I was bleeding heavily and miscarrying. As far as I can tell everything is still ok. I sure feel pregnant. My breasts are tender, my stomach is all twitchy (which apparently is the baby moving), I have constipation and on the weekend a touch of vertigo. My gag reflex has gone crazy, brushing my teeth in the morning is quite the chore and certain foods are totally turning me off. So, logically I know in my heart that I'm still pregnant, but I am still so worried.  I can only imagine what tonight's dreams will bring. Oi!