So I had a pregnancy loss. Surprisingly I am not too mad or overly sad. I just keep on thinking, at least I know I can conceive again naturally and I can do it again. I hope next time, it would be as simple as posting a photo of a positive pregnancy test stick in my blog and just wait for labor. No needle overload, please.
During the course of only three weeks, I have done 12 blood tests. Wait- I can’t make that sound flat – it’s needles, people. Sharp needles punching little nasty holes in the fold of my arm and band-aids that leave a sticky oval shape in my skin. Some nurses are so pro, like they’ve been doing needle poking all their lives that there’s virtually no pain at all. Some have been really painful you’d think they’re getting back at you for stealing their boyfriends. Ouch.
Anyway, those blood work isn’t free along with the probes, ultrasound and other tests I went through (and will go through during the follow up checkups). And having no national health insurance program here, unlike in Japan, it’s expensive. I have spent an ample of amount enough to be able to give birth in the Philippines. TWICE.
Them babies are expensive . We start spending for them even before they are born and long after they come out. Don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining. I guess I’m just being a bitch because even after the expenses, I did not get out of the hospital with a sweet smelling bundle in my arms.