 I feel a bit sad today lah, actually, (before you ask, NO, it’s not the monthly thing!) because someone just related a news to me today about a relative that I don’t quite like in the first place. Oh, she’s nothing…just a little lazy, indifferent about anything other than yakking on the phone and chomping on junk food some decade ago. Still….she’s still a relative and we see her a lot of times. 
Anyway, my dislike for her personal choice of ‘dietary food’ and ‘brain-damaging activities’ aside, I can’t hate her…I just don’t. And besides, my dislike for her didn’t last past her days of living under the same roof as me. After her college days (when she tumpang-ed a room from in-laws and I was still staying there), she got a job, married and started sprouted offsprings. 
Recently, we heard that she was pregnant again. No big news there but the big news came today when I was eating dinner. About a week ago, she caught on fever and started shaking and shivering badly. She’s only a few days shy of delivering her baby girl. Took her to the doc and the doc said ‘Dunno what's wrong. We can’t operate on you nor give you strong medicine. You’re pregnant’. So, she went home and the fever did not die off with time. A few days later, she suspected something was wrong and went to the hospital (which she should have told to check into earlier on and be operated on regardless). 
This time, the signs of her sickness became clearer. She was suffering from dengue fever at full term pregnancy! So, docs immediately operated on her. She’s fine now….but the baby isn’t. 
Apparently, the baby defecated in womb because of her mother’s sickness and because the baby has been in the womb for a couple of days in that condition, she did not survive. 
Poor baby. But then again, even poorer mother…..I don’t know how she feels like right now because (read above), we’re not really tight or anything. As a mother, I just can’t stop my heart from crying….crying because of an unfortunate and unavoidable death. Actually, it’s fate lah, there’s nothing the doc could have done, anyway. Dengue is hard to detect and docs normally don’t operate or give meds to third-trimester mom-to-bes, so, even if she was diagnosed earlier, I don’t know what the doctors could have done. 
I am just so sad that the baby never got to live beyond the womb. 
*crying*
I feel a bit sad today lah, actually, (before you ask, NO, it’s not the monthly thing!) because someone just related a news to me today about a relative that I don’t quite like in the first place. Oh, she’s nothing…just a little lazy, indifferent about anything other than yakking on the phone and chomping on junk food some decade ago. Still….she’s still a relative and we see her a lot of times. 
Anyway, my dislike for her personal choice of ‘dietary food’ and ‘brain-damaging activities’ aside, I can’t hate her…I just don’t. And besides, my dislike for her didn’t last past her days of living under the same roof as me. After her college days (when she tumpang-ed a room from in-laws and I was still staying there), she got a job, married and started sprouted offsprings. 
Recently, we heard that she was pregnant again. No big news there but the big news came today when I was eating dinner. About a week ago, she caught on fever and started shaking and shivering badly. She’s only a few days shy of delivering her baby girl. Took her to the doc and the doc said ‘Dunno what's wrong. We can’t operate on you nor give you strong medicine. You’re pregnant’. So, she went home and the fever did not die off with time. A few days later, she suspected something was wrong and went to the hospital (which she should have told to check into earlier on and be operated on regardless). 
This time, the signs of her sickness became clearer. She was suffering from dengue fever at full term pregnancy! So, docs immediately operated on her. She’s fine now….but the baby isn’t. 
Apparently, the baby defecated in womb because of her mother’s sickness and because the baby has been in the womb for a couple of days in that condition, she did not survive. 
Poor baby. But then again, even poorer mother…..I don’t know how she feels like right now because (read above), we’re not really tight or anything. As a mother, I just can’t stop my heart from crying….crying because of an unfortunate and unavoidable death. Actually, it’s fate lah, there’s nothing the doc could have done, anyway. Dengue is hard to detect and docs normally don’t operate or give meds to third-trimester mom-to-bes, so, even if she was diagnosed earlier, I don’t know what the doctors could have done. 
I am just so sad that the baby never got to live beyond the womb. 
*crying*
 I feel a bit sad today lah, actually, (before you ask, NO, it’s not the monthly thing!) because someone just related a news to me today about a relative that I don’t quite like in the first place. Oh, she’s nothing…just a little lazy, indifferent about anything other than yakking on the phone and chomping on junk food some decade ago. Still….she’s still a relative and we see her a lot of times. 
Anyway, my dislike for her personal choice of ‘dietary food’ and ‘brain-damaging activities’ aside, I can’t hate her…I just don’t. And besides, my dislike for her didn’t last past her days of living under the same roof as me. After her college days (when she tumpang-ed a room from in-laws and I was still staying there), she got a job, married and started sprouted offsprings. 
Recently, we heard that she was pregnant again. No big news there but the big news came today when I was eating dinner. About a week ago, she caught on fever and started shaking and shivering badly. She’s only a few days shy of delivering her baby girl. Took her to the doc and the doc said ‘Dunno what's wrong. We can’t operate on you nor give you strong medicine. You’re pregnant’. So, she went home and the fever did not die off with time. A few days later, she suspected something was wrong and went to the hospital (which she should have told to check into earlier on and be operated on regardless). 
This time, the signs of her sickness became clearer. She was suffering from dengue fever at full term pregnancy! So, docs immediately operated on her. She’s fine now….but the baby isn’t. 
Apparently, the baby defecated in womb because of her mother’s sickness and because the baby has been in the womb for a couple of days in that condition, she did not survive. 
Poor baby. But then again, even poorer mother…..I don’t know how she feels like right now because (read above), we’re not really tight or anything. As a mother, I just can’t stop my heart from crying….crying because of an unfortunate and unavoidable death. Actually, it’s fate lah, there’s nothing the doc could have done, anyway. Dengue is hard to detect and docs normally don’t operate or give meds to third-trimester mom-to-bes, so, even if she was diagnosed earlier, I don’t know what the doctors could have done. 
I am just so sad that the baby never got to live beyond the womb. 
*crying*
I feel a bit sad today lah, actually, (before you ask, NO, it’s not the monthly thing!) because someone just related a news to me today about a relative that I don’t quite like in the first place. Oh, she’s nothing…just a little lazy, indifferent about anything other than yakking on the phone and chomping on junk food some decade ago. Still….she’s still a relative and we see her a lot of times. 
Anyway, my dislike for her personal choice of ‘dietary food’ and ‘brain-damaging activities’ aside, I can’t hate her…I just don’t. And besides, my dislike for her didn’t last past her days of living under the same roof as me. After her college days (when she tumpang-ed a room from in-laws and I was still staying there), she got a job, married and started sprouted offsprings. 
Recently, we heard that she was pregnant again. No big news there but the big news came today when I was eating dinner. About a week ago, she caught on fever and started shaking and shivering badly. She’s only a few days shy of delivering her baby girl. Took her to the doc and the doc said ‘Dunno what's wrong. We can’t operate on you nor give you strong medicine. You’re pregnant’. So, she went home and the fever did not die off with time. A few days later, she suspected something was wrong and went to the hospital (which she should have told to check into earlier on and be operated on regardless). 
This time, the signs of her sickness became clearer. She was suffering from dengue fever at full term pregnancy! So, docs immediately operated on her. She’s fine now….but the baby isn’t. 
Apparently, the baby defecated in womb because of her mother’s sickness and because the baby has been in the womb for a couple of days in that condition, she did not survive. 
Poor baby. But then again, even poorer mother…..I don’t know how she feels like right now because (read above), we’re not really tight or anything. As a mother, I just can’t stop my heart from crying….crying because of an unfortunate and unavoidable death. Actually, it’s fate lah, there’s nothing the doc could have done, anyway. Dengue is hard to detect and docs normally don’t operate or give meds to third-trimester mom-to-bes, so, even if she was diagnosed earlier, I don’t know what the doctors could have done. 
I am just so sad that the baby never got to live beyond the womb. 
*crying*
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that's so sad. my sis-in-law also had a traumatic tragedy of a similar kind couple of years back. we now have a little angel looking upon us from up above