A blighted Ovum

I always make it appoint that we will have a beautiful weekend...and that day I planned for a UP Diliman visit.

This was despite of lack of sleep I got from a previous office party, which for me was a very memorable affair as well.

We came in a few hours before lunch. But that day we were all given a perfect weather.

So, we explored UP.
I never run but I discovered a new and exciting ways of burning calories...I exercised using my daughter's ball. And it gave me a very satisfying work out by simply kicking it.

My wife and my daughter on the other hand was busy eating chips along with drinks they want and some interesting food from an ambulent vendors.

And we gave a special time for ourselves and sat on a field and talked.

Everything was normal that day, even after we visited Trinoma of course to eat, and most of all buy some stuff we'll be needing for the house.

We even had our coffee break at the nearest Starbucks located also inside the mall.

When suddenly after we went out of the coffee shop, my wife Mary Anne have complained about a blood that stained a lower part of her dress.

But my wife began to worry too much when she felt that it was not just an ordinary period. We figured it out that it was very serious when she went to our bathroom...the coming of the blood was very similar to her when urinating.

We brought her right away to the nearest lying in emergency clinic in Navotas but was adviced by some nurses there to bring her to the nearest hospital to attend more of her needs...we suggested UST.

It was my first time, riding in an ambulance and was hearing a loud "wang-wang, " sound while travelling.

In as fast as 15minutes, we arrived there.

And It was my first time to experienced filling out a hospital form extremely hard.

In such a way that I wrote my name instead of writing my wife's name on it. I was also having a hard time remembering my wife's deceased mother and her dad as well...simply because I was rattled at the time.

I was for one not at myself because I've found out that the health card I was hoping to help me was not at all covering for any medical expenses brought about by any maternal related cases.

Secondly, with that bold scenario, I am now bothered about shouldering all the financial expenses.

I couldn't think and can't make a final decision until I was able to spoke with my wife's OB via phone and suggested to bring her instead in a "clinical division," for a more affordable billing.

But with that scenario, it requires money for a downpayment and a few more for some medicines and laboratory expenses as well.

I began calling for people I might ask for help. 

I called up and texted for my wife's uncle, my wife's deceased father's lived-in partner, even my bestfriend.

God at the time was so good, I got a help from my bestfriend Iaree Anico, she even made a quick hospital visit along with a close friend. And have offered me money for help.

My wife's uncle even came-in, plus the fact that my Mom at the time was beside me.

With that overwhelming support I was getting at the time, I became more stronger.

A little while, after some observation attended by some present physician at the hospital, a raspa operation procedure got conducted on my wife.

It was indeed very very successful.

I was at the time patiently waiting outside the hospital's delivery room.

Thanks to God!

The following day, we were out of the hospital for her continuous recovery and healing.

A very sad story

One of the most exciting part of a married life is having a baby.
In our case, it was not our first time.
For those people who are not aware of us...we now have a 5-year old daughter named Althea.
To make the long story short, after those mentioned years when my wife recently showed signs similar to that of a pregnant women, right away she has undergone a pregnancy test.
And to my surprise...it was positive!
It was the 10th of December when we found out that were both having a baby again.
And since she was pregnant, her cravings for a food to eat became very specific.
If my memory still serves me well, my wife requested for a puto-sulot, a barbecue from Goldilocks, Siopao from Kowloon,
and Chopsuey to name a few.
But a week before that when we had our Christmas furlough at Tagaytay, I remember she wanted to eat "Bulalo."
She sleeps a lot, she has a very good appetite and most of all she became so sensitive.
I was so happy that I grabbed a photo of her "PT," and uploaded it via IG, Tumbler, and even on Facebook.
Of course, who wouldn't be so happy and so proud of it...becoming a dad again is such a very wonderful feeling!
And the responses of friends from my FB account was very overwhelming for it reaches a hundred plus likes and a very warm congratulations.
But recently, when we had our OB checked-up after a transvaginal procedure...the result showed a three sac, the two smaller sac were 5 weeks less and the remaining one bigger than the two were aged more than 5 weeks.
In short, were expecting not just one, two, but three babies.
I was so surprised when was told about it. Actually mixed emotions as to how my wife and I would raise the triplets.
But since my wife was irregular the conflict of her pregnancy arises.
For one, the sac where the babies supposed to develop were still undeveloped.
And what confronts us both was she's considered "blighted."
With this, if the baby or babies didn't push-thru she has to undergo a "Raspa, " procedure.
But we were still hopeful that my wife would never go through this process...because that only means operation and an expenses in a very higher cost.
But her OB told us that the body had its own very natural way to let go undeveloped sac.
The night after our visit...she had spotting. At first, it was only similar to a regular menstruation but as days goes by...her spotting have changed into a blood cloth.
We have lost the baby or babies...but following some descriptions her OB told us, we are both relieved now that my wife doesn't have to go through a "raspa," procedure.