MARGIENARY

After a flood scare from the two typhoons that passed by our province, I was all energized and enthusiastic because of the sunny Wednesday.  I was awakened by a visit from my eldest brother and was bragging to him my newly-acquired waterbed :) when my dad came over to the house and was looking for Sarah.  I asked why and he said he needs her to text someone to send a tricycle over to take my little nephew to the hospital.  My nephew's parents brought him down from the village at my request but after one night with us, he began to develop a fever.  So Bong volunteered to take them to the hospital.   Alone in the house, I forced myself to eat breakfast so I can take my meds and was waiting for Bong to come home so he can help me to the bathroom. (Yes, at this point, I need help getting out of bed and taking a bath cuz bending or anything that puts pressure on my lower abdomen hurts a lot and aggravates bleeding.  But while lying flat on my back, I suddenly felt my lower tummy tight

Right now, I am writing this update to avoid having to personally describe to anyone how we are doing right now.  I just don't know what to say anymore.  I always try to be brave when people ask me how I am doing and I end up trying to embellish on the facts to make the news sound more palatable and hopeful than the way I feel or the doctor observes.    I bought a waterbed today at a garage sale in Bagabag.  I am having difficulty turning to my sides, and getting up with the mattress on my bed.  The mattress seems to push the wrong muscles then I get all sore and numb from my waist down to my achilles tendon.  I hope the buoyancy of a waterbed will make it more comfortable for me.  We're still trying to figure out how to bring it home though.  The frame is too big.  We'll see. I went to the sonologist last Monday but again, there were already many patients lined up outside her door so I had to be rescheduled for the next day.  That was yesterday.  Seeing the ugly scars in