another sunday story

woke up at 2 am last night with very itchy hands, itchy soles of the feet, itchy ears, itchy scalp, and itchy left shoulder…very reminiscent of what happened to me three days after i got married. nope, it’s not an allergy to semen (THANK GOD!!! hahaha!!!), but something bit me that caused an allergic reaction.

when whatever-the-hell-that-insect-was bit me last august 2006 (hmmm, same month, coincidence or maybe that insect specie has reserved the month of august to take a freaking bite off me?), i was sleeping on my old bed (gords and my siblings were drinking that time). it started with itchy hands. woke mama up and asked her if she has any meds for an allergic reaction, and she gave me iterax. i took it then went back to sleep. but the uncomfortable itchy sensation spread from my hands up towards my scalp and ears and down to the soles of my feet until i can no longer bear it. went back to mama and told her i want to go to the hospital na ‘coz, by then, my breathing had become labored. when mamae took my bp, it was very low at 90/60. imagine that. me? with a very low bp? anyhoo, they took me to mother seton and was confined there for a night. *sigh*

same thing happened to me last night but was a milder case though. it itches but bearable, plus had no breathing difficulty unlike last time. but i dressed just the same in case the allergy worsens, and fortunately, it didn’t. woke gords up and told him what’s happening, and he asked me if i wanted to go to the ER na, but told him i’d like to wait since i still seem and feel relatively okay. paced a few minutes, went to the office to rest for a while and slept there. woke up again at almost 5 am and went back to our room. gords let me sleep through kulasito’s nighttime feeding, having done the duty himself. anyway, i woke up alone in our bedroom at around 9:30 am (gords and kulasito were upstairs then), and realized that it was my very first time after five and a half months to wake up THAT late!

was preparing kulasito’s milk when gords came down, found me awake, and asked me what time should we go to minalabac.

eh?

wanted to stay at home, give kulasito to mama for a few hours, and go back to sleep (my hands were still throbbing, mind you). but he said his mom made white menudo (yummy!) and was expecting us there. *sigh* so much for staying at home and sleeping. but the good Lord was on my side (or so i thought) for it started to drizzle. told gords it was raining and that we couldn’t possibly bring kulasito out, to which he answered “mapundo man lang yan.” AND IT DID!!! rain freaking stopped, and sun started shining. the good Lord took away my only excuse not to go today.

told mama that i really wanted to stay at home and was even praying that the rain continues but that gords’ prayer was probably stronger than mine was ‘coz He answered my husband’s prayers, not mine. mama’s reply was a very sarcastic, “palibhasa kaya dai ka na nagsisimba.” oooopppppssss!!!!

haaayyyy….

just got back from minalabac about two hours ago where kulasito spent most of our time there crying ‘coz he’s going through the “stranger anxiety” phase already. what little time he spent not crying, he spent it looking around and REMEMBERING that he’s not at home. he would smile for a little bit, but his strange surroundings would remind him once more that he’s not in his comfort zone, then he would promptly start crying again. he cries when his mama-la picks him up, he cries when his auntie nini carries him, he cries when his papa-lo plays with him. gaaahhhh!!!!

gords finally said that we’re going home na, and when we arrived home and kulasito finally noticed that he’s in familiar turf, the baby smiled one of his most beautiful, angelic, big, toothless smiles and started cooing and playing again. *sigh*

and you know what? the day’s not over yet.

gords is out right now to buy something for the car, and when he comes home, i know what his first question will be.

tama ka, shiene…”anong oras kita masimba, bi?” hahaha!

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