June 22, 2009 (Monday)
I hope it's not to early for an epilogue but...
...I'M FREE!!!
I'm free! I'm free! I'M FREE!!! :D
I was supposed to write a couple more entries for June 18 and 19 but whatever it was I wanted to write about sure pales in comparison to the news I received last Saturday.
I'm free!!!
Ok, so maybe my regular OB was out that day and it was only her reliever that saw me to interpret my test results... and you know, maybe I took a liiiiiiittle advantage of that. But point is, I have a doctor's go ahead to go back to work. And back to work I am.
I had an ultrasound last weekend which showed what my OB suspected all along that was causing my bleeding. Thing is, there is nothing we can do about it except continue my medication and wait for baby, the uterus and the placenta to move upwards a bit more. According to the reliever OB that I saw last weekend, as long as I avoid anything strenuous, I should be fine. And if bleeding recurs, I am going back to bed rest. I can handle that and would do it willingly... as long as I get a few days of freedom. A few days away from my house is all I ask.
I was almost dancing with happiness while I was walking away from my house this morning on my way to work.
So did I achieve my quest to become the most boring person within my zip code in less than 32 days? I really don't know, but I sure felt like it.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Tales of the Bored - Day 19
The quest to become the most boring person within my zip code... in 32 days or less!
June 17, 2009 (Wednesday)
I had a meeting scheduled this morning with my boss via phone conference. He set the meeting up last Monday because according to him, they were making an announcement regarding our team's re-organization this Wednesday and he wanted to discuss it first with the people to be affected directly (i.e. those whose direct reporting lines will change) before the big announcement. I had a good idea how the change will affect me and I was trying to get out of the meeting for the following reasons:
1. Whatever it is they decided to do, I'm sure there is nothing I could do about it anyway. I figured I'd just deal with whatever it is when I get back (if ever I'm going to be allowed to go back at all);
2. Whatever it is, I'm sure my friends at the office will tell me about it after their meeting. And in a way, I'd rather hear it from them (I'm sure they can make it sound more interesting anyway :) What difference does it make if I hear the news a few minutes late? (My 1:1 meeting was scheduled at 9:00 AM and the big team meeting is at 10:30 AM).
3. Whatever it is, I'm sure it's important when you're thinking about work. But right now, I have other more important things to think about. I am scaring myself enough with what's happening to me. I'd rather not add to that.
I couldn't get out of the meeting so meet we did and I was right about how I thought the change will affect me. I had a lot of questions and I can't say I was satisfied with the answers but as I said, I really don't want to think about these things today.
I spent the entire early afternoon texting my friends at the office discussing how we all felt about the changes. Darn! I wish I could have gone online today so we can discuss this more thoroughly via chat. Texting can be so limiting! And then when my husband arrived home from work, I spend the entire early evening yakking about everything I heard. I'm not sure he was listening but it didn't matter. It felt good to hear about something other than what's going on at the latest hottest prime time soap opera or how the government is messing up again (i.e. news).
June 17, 2009 (Wednesday)
I had a meeting scheduled this morning with my boss via phone conference. He set the meeting up last Monday because according to him, they were making an announcement regarding our team's re-organization this Wednesday and he wanted to discuss it first with the people to be affected directly (i.e. those whose direct reporting lines will change) before the big announcement. I had a good idea how the change will affect me and I was trying to get out of the meeting for the following reasons:
1. Whatever it is they decided to do, I'm sure there is nothing I could do about it anyway. I figured I'd just deal with whatever it is when I get back (if ever I'm going to be allowed to go back at all);
2. Whatever it is, I'm sure my friends at the office will tell me about it after their meeting. And in a way, I'd rather hear it from them (I'm sure they can make it sound more interesting anyway :) What difference does it make if I hear the news a few minutes late? (My 1:1 meeting was scheduled at 9:00 AM and the big team meeting is at 10:30 AM).
3. Whatever it is, I'm sure it's important when you're thinking about work. But right now, I have other more important things to think about. I am scaring myself enough with what's happening to me. I'd rather not add to that.
I couldn't get out of the meeting so meet we did and I was right about how I thought the change will affect me. I had a lot of questions and I can't say I was satisfied with the answers but as I said, I really don't want to think about these things today.
I spent the entire early afternoon texting my friends at the office discussing how we all felt about the changes. Darn! I wish I could have gone online today so we can discuss this more thoroughly via chat. Texting can be so limiting! And then when my husband arrived home from work, I spend the entire early evening yakking about everything I heard. I'm not sure he was listening but it didn't matter. It felt good to hear about something other than what's going on at the latest hottest prime time soap opera or how the government is messing up again (i.e. news).
Tales of the Bored - Day 18
The quest to become the most boring person within my zip code... in 32 days or less!
June 16, 2009 (Tuesday)
I woke up early to go the hospital laboratory early. If the procedure is to last hours, I'd like it done as early as possible so I can eat already. I always wake up hungry.
I decided not to wake my husband to take me to the hospital. Due to our electric mishap yesterday, he has to take the day off from work to look for that circuit breaker and get an electrician to get it fixed. I left a note for him to take our housekeeper to my mom's house and ask her to take all the contents of our refrigerator so we can store them at my mom's until we get our electricity back on.
I arrived at the hospital before 8:00 AM and I was out by 12:00 NN. My left arm was sore. My first 2 shots were delivered by a med tech who couldn't find a vein on my right arm so he jabbed the needle twice in the same place to draw blood. Ouch! The last 2 were delivered by a different med tech and I deliberately offered her my right arm so we could give my left a break.
I was planning to have my husband drive me to a McDonald's before dropping me off at my mom's house when he picked me up. I miss fastfood!! I havenn't gone this long without fastfood since I was in high school I think. Unfortunately, when I called my husband after my lab test, he was driving around Ortigas looking for a hardware with the electrician. They've been looking for that darned circuit breaker all morning and couldn't find one in the big hardware stores. I had to take a cab and McDonald's is out.
Cabs... my personal kryptonite. I was hoping to go through this entire month without ever discussing cabs but I guess that was not to be. The cab I took took me to inner roads near San Francisco Del Monte "para iwas tayo sa traffic" (to avoid traffic). I was familiar with the area so I didn't mind at first but the inner roads were bumpy (which was making me nervouse because I felt a cramp after every hard bump) and I noticed we were going around in circles. I knew the general direction we were supposed to take to reach the main road but I noticed we were just turning and turning... probably to prolong the ride. I was hungry, my arm hurts, and the bumpy roads was making me cramp. I snapped. I told the driver to take the cab out to the main road now. I told him I was pregnant and bleeding that's why I was at the freakin hospital and that if I miscarry, I'll make sure he is found and shot! I was ready to grab his head and slam it to the window if he so much as makes a stupid remark. I was that worked up and he probably noticed it. He gave me a guilty look, quickly averted his gaze and just said "Ay...", made a turn and guess what? I was right, we were near the exit the main road for while... and there was no freaking traffic.
I'm not sure if it was the dehydration due to lack of liquid intake during the lab procedure, the strain on my body due to the stupid bumps on the inner roads that the stupid cab took, or the stress due to the stupid cab... but I was spotting again when I got to my mom's house.
My husband came for a me after a few hours after they were able to get the electricity up and running again on our house.
June 16, 2009 (Tuesday)
I woke up early to go the hospital laboratory early. If the procedure is to last hours, I'd like it done as early as possible so I can eat already. I always wake up hungry.
I decided not to wake my husband to take me to the hospital. Due to our electric mishap yesterday, he has to take the day off from work to look for that circuit breaker and get an electrician to get it fixed. I left a note for him to take our housekeeper to my mom's house and ask her to take all the contents of our refrigerator so we can store them at my mom's until we get our electricity back on.
I arrived at the hospital before 8:00 AM and I was out by 12:00 NN. My left arm was sore. My first 2 shots were delivered by a med tech who couldn't find a vein on my right arm so he jabbed the needle twice in the same place to draw blood. Ouch! The last 2 were delivered by a different med tech and I deliberately offered her my right arm so we could give my left a break.
I was planning to have my husband drive me to a McDonald's before dropping me off at my mom's house when he picked me up. I miss fastfood!! I havenn't gone this long without fastfood since I was in high school I think. Unfortunately, when I called my husband after my lab test, he was driving around Ortigas looking for a hardware with the electrician. They've been looking for that darned circuit breaker all morning and couldn't find one in the big hardware stores. I had to take a cab and McDonald's is out.
Cabs... my personal kryptonite. I was hoping to go through this entire month without ever discussing cabs but I guess that was not to be. The cab I took took me to inner roads near San Francisco Del Monte "para iwas tayo sa traffic" (to avoid traffic). I was familiar with the area so I didn't mind at first but the inner roads were bumpy (which was making me nervouse because I felt a cramp after every hard bump) and I noticed we were going around in circles. I knew the general direction we were supposed to take to reach the main road but I noticed we were just turning and turning... probably to prolong the ride. I was hungry, my arm hurts, and the bumpy roads was making me cramp. I snapped. I told the driver to take the cab out to the main road now. I told him I was pregnant and bleeding that's why I was at the freakin hospital and that if I miscarry, I'll make sure he is found and shot! I was ready to grab his head and slam it to the window if he so much as makes a stupid remark. I was that worked up and he probably noticed it. He gave me a guilty look, quickly averted his gaze and just said "Ay...", made a turn and guess what? I was right, we were near the exit the main road for while... and there was no freaking traffic.
I'm not sure if it was the dehydration due to lack of liquid intake during the lab procedure, the strain on my body due to the stupid bumps on the inner roads that the stupid cab took, or the stress due to the stupid cab... but I was spotting again when I got to my mom's house.
My husband came for a me after a few hours after they were able to get the electricity up and running again on our house.
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