Let's do a brief summary here. I will catch up some important high lights later.
Last Sunday my tummy felt really sick. So I thought I ate something bad. Hours later it didn't go away then the next thing I know is. "Go directly to the hospital, do not pass GO and there won't be $200 there waiting for you!" The followimg day I learned that I have bad contractions and my baby wants to come out early, It freaked the doctor more is that I started dialating which it shuldn't be happening at this stage of the pregnancy yet. Then the verdict is I am on bed rest for the rest of this pregnancy. Along with this is they gave me a lovely new BFF (The IV machine) along with their BFFs (lots and lots of medications). These BFFs has been driving me crazy physically and mentally. But doctors and nurses love them and think they are the best for me and this baby.
It has been the 9th day here. People who know me already knew I am not a fan of the medical staffs. Can you imagine on top of this I have to be strapped down on a super not comfortable hospital bed? We are talking about one to two months here. But after so many days we are making some progress here. At least I am still pregnant. Let's keep it this way for a little longer. Shall we?
Happy memorial day to you all. I am such a festive gal, Can someone bring me some BBQ?
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