Opening Statement:I am 37 weeks pregnant at the time I wrote this blog. So, if you are reading this blog, read it with open mind and with possibility that the writer probably suffering from antenatal depression or the writer is just fed-up with what's going on in her life at this time.
The ranting of my heart:-
Me & My Pregnancy
3 more weeks and my baby will be born. This pregnancy had not been any smooth sailing for me. I've not been gaining weight. In fact, I lost 5kg at the begining, recovered approx 4 kg along the way and the recent ante-natal check up at 36 weeks shows that I lost 1.2kg since the last check-up.
I've changed my gynae. I started off with an unfamiliar gynae at the request of my husband who puts dollar sign above my comfort. I tolerated for 30 weeks before I was able to convince him that I need my all-time gynae. With terms and conditions imposed, he agreed to let me go back to my Dr. Ong.
Honestly, by the time he agreed to the switch, the damage already done! I've sink deep into my depression silently. At this stage, I'm on 'isolation mode'. I am not keen to meet anybody nor do anything. I've spent the last 21days in bed since my hospitalisation due to severe pre-term contractions at 34 weeks.
It was during the hospitalisation that we discovered my haemoglobin count at risky level (7). The normal minimum is 11. And due to that fact, my gynae had to do all he could to stop the contraction as it would be too dangerous for me to lose blood further during childbirth.
I was given 2 doses of steroid jabs to speed up the baby's lung maturity. Was given 5mg of ventolin drip to stop the contractions. Unfortunately, I am too sensitive to ventolin and suffered severe palpitation. So, the ventolin dosage had to be reduced to 2mg instead. That also mean that the contraction cannot be stopped.. only to be reduced!
The cost of that 3-days hoohah.... $3k!
And of course, my dollar-sign husband jump sky high!
I don't give a shit about it!
I'm having bad contractions now! It's been 3 days! But, I'm staying put at home cos my dollar-sign husband has been nagging & nagging & nagging. About what?? As usual, Dollar & Cents!
Maybe....
Just maybe....
It's worth dying during childbirth!
About Me
- Ana Rahman
- I am a woman with strong character, a believer in Justice, a supporter for Harmony & Equality, a feline lover. At times I can be funny, some times you hate what I did (honestly, I don't really care). Don't crack foreign jokes to me, you'll be pissed when I can't see thru it (don't waste your time).. **Please do NOT speculate from the title of my blogs. For I am the kind of woman who is blessed with the talent to make you laugh to tears.**
