drip drip drip...

i had the most intense pain in my lower back and right bottom last friday!
it was so bad, i couldn't even walk.
crying with despair, i was frantically searching for someone who specialises in prenatal and postnatal massage.

trust me, this was not an easy feat. i guess because they are rare to begin with, i was unable to make an appointment for that day itself.

thank GOD for FACEBOOK.

i sent out an 'URGENT' status update message.

and thank GOD for experienced mom-to-be's.

and i got the number of this lady 'Kak Ani'.

she was a lady with magic fingers! after an hour plus of excruciating massaging to un-twist my muscles and nerves...i could walk again!

it was quite funny. she looked at my (growing) belly...and she said, "this is going to be a boy. looking at how your belly is growing"...:)

however, my "relieve and happiness" was rather shortlived...because a bad bout of stomach flu followed ensued.

i couldn't sleep at all that night. i was throwing up and purging water. i felt so tired and weak.

by 5am, i had to wake mcdreamy up. and when he didn't know what to do, i told him to get mrs mumsie (thankfully we were sleeping over at my parents that night).

one look at me...and she said that i have to go to the hospital.

i hate hospitals.

hospitals mean needles.

needles mean...MORE PAIN!

so yes. i was put on the drip. and it was so BORING waiting for the bag of saline water+glucose to finish. i felt like strangling myself with the tube.

thankfully i felt much better after that.

and that was my super drama weekend...*sigh*...

p/s: still no news on my blood test.