Finally…

Ever since I got out from the hospital, I was stuck inside our house. I couldn’t go out.

Finally, last night, I was able to go around town. Guess where? To Larshan to get some pork barbeque. Hehe. That was it. 🙂 What a boring life I have. Most of the time, I need to be resting. I don’t think I can go another week… I need to work again… I’ll wilt here…

help

me and my traumatic hospital stay

I was sent to the hospital last Friday. The doc said that because I was throwing up too hard, it irritated (or something) my tummy and it bled. It was painful! Plus this!

It took the nurse 5 !@#$%^&* minutes to insert this *&^&%%$! First, my left hand, after a few minutes, I told her that it was just too painful! She was like twisting the damn needle while it was inside me! Ok then. She went for my right and it was h*ll! And when she finally hit something, she forgot to get the rubber wrapped around my arm and the blood wouldn’t stop flowing all over the place! Hello!? Waaahhhh!!!

I promised myself that the next time I throw up blood, I’ll keep my mouth shut! It was just too much!

my good days–and my bad days…

3 more weeks… hopefully, this morning sickness (well, for me it’s more of an all-day thing) will go away after my first trimester. My mom’s lucky, she didn’t go through this morning sickness thingy. As for my sister, just for the first trimester… So, I’m praying and praying that in 3 weeks time, I can go anywhere and not think about throwing up. woohhooo!!!

Good days and bad days… I can’t wait for BETTER days… I consider it a good day if I throw up just once or twice. Then a bad day if it’s more than that…

Come to think of it, ever since I arrived from the US, I’ve been having good days but I’m always exhausted and sleepy… Hmmm… I wonder…