Sunday, June 16, 2013

Why I’ve been MIA!

Have you met my Husband Ariel? No? What a shame! He’s such a kind and understanding person and I believe everyone should have a friend like him. He’s really a one-of-a-kind man and I can’t be grateful enough that he asked me to be his wife.

This past week has been a little crazy and as much as I already appreciate everything Ariel does, I didn’t think it possible to be more appreciative of him but I am and here’s why.

Last Wednesday I made a visit to the Emergency room due to some mild bleeding. After a thorough examination, I’ve been diagnosed with something called complete Placenta Previa with a mild Placenta Abruption. I’ve been on strict bed rest since then and was instructed to very limited pretty much no activity. The bleeding has stopped but Ariel won’t allow any sort of housework, any sort of lifting, sudden movements, and standing around for more than a few minutes. I’m not even allowed to bend over to prevent any pressure being put on my uterus. You would think that I would feel completely worthless and you’re right. I have. I bawled my little eyes out the first few days when no one was around and felt like my body was failing me and I was failing Ariel. I know this is completely miniscule compared to what other women may be going through and I apologize; but I always trusted that my body was fully capable of what it was created for—to carry a healthy child. So since then I’ve been relying heavily on Ariel for every basic need (besides relieving myself. I refuse to go down that road so young). He never squeaked a complaint when I’d ask him for some late hour food craving—something I attend to during errands in the afternoons. He would always make sure I’d have a cold cup of water to drink because I need to drink extra fluid and would leave me snacks on the bedside table before he left for work in the mornings. Although he was allowed a few days off to take care of me, he hasn’t had a chance to rest.  Even so, Ariel still begs me to sit down (since I’ve stopped bleeding I’ve begun to sit up now propped on against pillows) when I’m sluggishly walking around the house to help out as much as I can and prepares my plate of food so I won’t have to stand. He’s been running around the house practically working two jobs doing dishes, laundry, and prepping food all with a smile on his face.

This past week has been a complete mess but he makes me laugh, holds my hand, and reassures me making it (almost) seem like any usual week. It’s incredibly awkward being catered to because I’m not used to it and it’s taking me quite a while to accept help so naturally. I even felt like I should have been the one pushing the old nurse in the wheelchair instead of the other way around because I felt capable—I’m still young with two strong legs! Ariel has also been looking into getting a wheelchair because he hates seeing me stuck in the house and I had to reassure him that this is only for a short period. Plus, I really don’t want to be in a wheelchair just yet.

1 comment :

  1. I'm so sorry! I haven't been following your blog :( I feel like such a horrible friend not knowing that you went through this until you told me when it's written right here on your blog while you've always been around to talk to me when I'm going through problems :T You are a friend that I truly value and regardless of how busy my life had been I should have followed up on you every now and then.