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Saturday, August 24, 2013

The Panic Attack


How can you possibly explain a painful sensation coming from a ripping out pelvic bones? Or tangled intestines? or simple a feeling of being stick by a needle five million times at once? Yes! that was exactly my explanation why me and daddy went to Emergency room. Mommy was very worried that you are very uncomfortable inside that you might want to come out early. (knock on wood!) It was a very painful day that all started after the 'getting old' gas problem all...day...long ceased around 2 in the afternoon. I was really a wimp when I finally texted Daddy, "my back is killing me!!!" (verbatim). Needless to say, after hearing 3 consecutive days of me whimpering about the back and tummy pain; Daddy probably got tired and replied " You feel better or not, we're going to the ER when you get home". I said Ok. 

Fast forward to 10:10pm, (uh, someone took a very long time to fix "HIS" hair, shaved, while I devour a big plate of BBQ ribs, potato salad, and pork and beans that Nanny Sam cooked for Grandma's late bday celeb. Of course, all these while Im on excruciating pain. I ain't passin good food, y'all. :) As we were sitting on the triage, this mexican gentleman who was having hard time talking to the triage nurse.. (ahem!, my Spanish skills is about to come on the line) was then very upset because who he claims have heart problem has not seen anyone. Then, opps! They called my name. Of course, nurse asked this... and that, and this, when was your LMP, is this your first pregancy... blah, blah, blah! I was like, look!, I need to know if there will be an OBGyn because I am here to know if you're fine. 

2 hours later, the ER doc finally showed up and asked me exactly the same as what the nurse asked me, but ordered an U/S (ultrasound, and insertion of catheter to visualize the stomach even better... I was like, say what! a friggin catheter!?? I insert catheters!!! not the one who gets inserted with one! But, I have to do it for you my little sweat pea. Ohh! Mommy was not very happy!, at all. I feel like I always wanted to pee-pee and my punini (you know!) hurts bad bad! The U/S tech came and she was quite in the grumpy side. Daddy asked permission if he could come and even the U/S tech said no, of course... he was right there next to me walking while Im rolling to the U/S room. (tsk! tsk!, Austin) The Doc said they found your little sac where you've been hiding all this time but they couldn't find you yet which it might be too early too tell. But its okay, as long as your little bubble is just where it should be like they said, we're cool! :) 

So, they said you are 5 weeks and 2 days today. Can you believe that? You're a size of a sweat pea and growing day by day. Nevertheless, we are so excited to see you wiggling on our OBGyn appointment on 17th of September. For the meantime, enjoy your time inside because there's a lot of time to be here in the outside. :)) Laters baby!

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