Getting pregnant against all odds
If you have read my earlier post under "another visit to Dr Tan Siew Buoy", I mentioned that I would be trying my best to get pregnant this month because finally, my asthma is getting better. Try my best, I did. I exercise every alternate day because I have learnt in the past that exercise is good for my PCO condition. I ate properly. We also ensure that from Day 11 onwards, we had sexual intercourse every alternate day.
Today was Day 19. I woke up with a horrible horrible high fever of close to 39 degree celcius.
I had started to fall sick yesterday. Yesterday, I woke up with 37.1 and I already knew that something was amiss because the day before, my temperature was 36.4. The spike was unusual. I went to work as usual. The air con blasting the office was unbearable. There was this female colleague, who sat a few desks away, always made the air con very cold because she insisted that she could not feel the air con at her area, making the majority of us in the room, suffer from the cold. She claimed that it was stuffy at her area. I started to cough and white gluey phlegm was stuck in my throat, making it very itchy. I felt extremely tired. Overwhelmed with fatigue, I still had to drag my body to a meeting. I chose a corner seat but alas, the air con was blasting on my back constantly. Finally, the day was done with me and I could go home. Throughout the day, I took panadol every 6 hours. When I bathed, I knew that something was seriously wrong because the hot water felt lukewarm, which meant that my body temperature was high. After the shower, I shivered continuously that I thought I was getting the fits. My husband was having overtime. I quickly ate the porridge that I had purchased and down two more panadols. I crawled into bed and slept. I woke up and watched "Blessings" and slept again. I did not take my temperature because I was still trying to kid myself that I was fine.
39 degree celcius??? I knew that my panadol consumption had failed me. Disappointment coursed through my body when I saw the temperature on my thermometer. I wanted to try my best to conceive this month. I did everything right but I had to fall sick! I really felt at that moment that heaven was trying its best to prevent me from having a child for reasons unknown. I had no choice but to call in sick. My boss sounded very skeptical and resigned because I had taken a lot of medical leave in the past due to my bed rest episodes. I also had high fever episodes in the past and was on medical leave for five days due to persistent high fever. Now that I was back, I really wanted to be a healthier me.
How to get pregnant when I am having a high fever? The body would be too hot for implantation. The medication that I had to take also made me not want to be pregnant in case of complications. I was prescribed Augmentin. I am still hesitating. Should I take antibiotics? The doctor assured me that Augmentin is safe for pregnancy.
Other than battling the physical conditions, I also needed to ease the bitterness that gnawed at my heart. My house is a cell host to a care cell. My cell leader always thinks that sickness are sent by the devil to prevent people from serving God. Despite being ill and having fever, she still attended cell and asked us to pray for her as she has been having fever for two weeks. Everyone asked her to just rest because sometimes, our body needed to rest. She did not rest and even shared that she went to some christian conference because she felt better during her MC. She also encouraged people who were sick to continue going for cell and christian events because sicknesses are spiritual attacks from the devil. The second week that she was sick, she still attended care cell at my house and this time, her son was sick. He was coughing and coughing away and she did not even ask him to cover his mouth when he coughed. Everyone was just too pai sey (embarrassed) to help her teach her son. Eventually, the poor boy was so tired from his sickness that he collapsed on the sofa and slept. He was still sleeping when the care cell meeting ended. To be fair, she is a single mom because she is divorced. Maybe she was not comfortable leaving her son in the care of her maid so she takes him everywhere she goes.
The next week, we were supposed to have a meeting with her and the sectional leader over some cell group arrangement of members. The sectional leader asked us if we had any thing to add. My husband told her that he felt that not all sicknesses are spiritual attacks. Sometimes, we just needed to rest. I added that my husband was not against anyone but he was someone who believes in social responsibility - if you are sick, stay at home and do not spread it around. The cell leader said that she thought that it was a virtue to continue serving God because she witnessed a pastor doing so despite her fever. We knew it was impossible to convince our very "spiritual" leader. The sectional leader stepped in and we agreed that she should not have pressurised cell members to attend christian events if they are sick using the reason that it could be spiritual attack. Just pray for them and if they feel better, the decision is up to them if they wish to attend. After this talk, she did improve a little because the sectional leader stepped in. She is the most stubborn person I have ever come across - someone who holds so strongly to her principles and expects others to follow her principles.
I was bitter because I suspected I caught the bug from her. My symptoms were very similar to hers. During the time when we had a talk with her together with the sectional leader, she was coughing continuously. To be fair, I was exposed to other sick people too, not only her.
Oh well, what done's done. My temperature had come down to 36.8. I was given two days of medical leave. I intended to take only a day. Yesterday, my staff told me that he was starting a family because his wife was pregnant and due to deliver soon. I congratulated him with all my heart but my heart was tainted with a drop of sadness. To some, pregnancy is as easy as a piece of cake. To me, getting pregnant is against all odds. And now, to take antibiotics or not is still a question.
Now it is climbing back to 37.6.
Today was Day 19. I woke up with a horrible horrible high fever of close to 39 degree celcius.
I had started to fall sick yesterday. Yesterday, I woke up with 37.1 and I already knew that something was amiss because the day before, my temperature was 36.4. The spike was unusual. I went to work as usual. The air con blasting the office was unbearable. There was this female colleague, who sat a few desks away, always made the air con very cold because she insisted that she could not feel the air con at her area, making the majority of us in the room, suffer from the cold. She claimed that it was stuffy at her area. I started to cough and white gluey phlegm was stuck in my throat, making it very itchy. I felt extremely tired. Overwhelmed with fatigue, I still had to drag my body to a meeting. I chose a corner seat but alas, the air con was blasting on my back constantly. Finally, the day was done with me and I could go home. Throughout the day, I took panadol every 6 hours. When I bathed, I knew that something was seriously wrong because the hot water felt lukewarm, which meant that my body temperature was high. After the shower, I shivered continuously that I thought I was getting the fits. My husband was having overtime. I quickly ate the porridge that I had purchased and down two more panadols. I crawled into bed and slept. I woke up and watched "Blessings" and slept again. I did not take my temperature because I was still trying to kid myself that I was fine.
39 degree celcius??? I knew that my panadol consumption had failed me. Disappointment coursed through my body when I saw the temperature on my thermometer. I wanted to try my best to conceive this month. I did everything right but I had to fall sick! I really felt at that moment that heaven was trying its best to prevent me from having a child for reasons unknown. I had no choice but to call in sick. My boss sounded very skeptical and resigned because I had taken a lot of medical leave in the past due to my bed rest episodes. I also had high fever episodes in the past and was on medical leave for five days due to persistent high fever. Now that I was back, I really wanted to be a healthier me.
How to get pregnant when I am having a high fever? The body would be too hot for implantation. The medication that I had to take also made me not want to be pregnant in case of complications. I was prescribed Augmentin. I am still hesitating. Should I take antibiotics? The doctor assured me that Augmentin is safe for pregnancy.
Other than battling the physical conditions, I also needed to ease the bitterness that gnawed at my heart. My house is a cell host to a care cell. My cell leader always thinks that sickness are sent by the devil to prevent people from serving God. Despite being ill and having fever, she still attended cell and asked us to pray for her as she has been having fever for two weeks. Everyone asked her to just rest because sometimes, our body needed to rest. She did not rest and even shared that she went to some christian conference because she felt better during her MC. She also encouraged people who were sick to continue going for cell and christian events because sicknesses are spiritual attacks from the devil. The second week that she was sick, she still attended care cell at my house and this time, her son was sick. He was coughing and coughing away and she did not even ask him to cover his mouth when he coughed. Everyone was just too pai sey (embarrassed) to help her teach her son. Eventually, the poor boy was so tired from his sickness that he collapsed on the sofa and slept. He was still sleeping when the care cell meeting ended. To be fair, she is a single mom because she is divorced. Maybe she was not comfortable leaving her son in the care of her maid so she takes him everywhere she goes.
The next week, we were supposed to have a meeting with her and the sectional leader over some cell group arrangement of members. The sectional leader asked us if we had any thing to add. My husband told her that he felt that not all sicknesses are spiritual attacks. Sometimes, we just needed to rest. I added that my husband was not against anyone but he was someone who believes in social responsibility - if you are sick, stay at home and do not spread it around. The cell leader said that she thought that it was a virtue to continue serving God because she witnessed a pastor doing so despite her fever. We knew it was impossible to convince our very "spiritual" leader. The sectional leader stepped in and we agreed that she should not have pressurised cell members to attend christian events if they are sick using the reason that it could be spiritual attack. Just pray for them and if they feel better, the decision is up to them if they wish to attend. After this talk, she did improve a little because the sectional leader stepped in. She is the most stubborn person I have ever come across - someone who holds so strongly to her principles and expects others to follow her principles.
I was bitter because I suspected I caught the bug from her. My symptoms were very similar to hers. During the time when we had a talk with her together with the sectional leader, she was coughing continuously. To be fair, I was exposed to other sick people too, not only her.
Oh well, what done's done. My temperature had come down to 36.8. I was given two days of medical leave. I intended to take only a day. Yesterday, my staff told me that he was starting a family because his wife was pregnant and due to deliver soon. I congratulated him with all my heart but my heart was tainted with a drop of sadness. To some, pregnancy is as easy as a piece of cake. To me, getting pregnant is against all odds. And now, to take antibiotics or not is still a question.
Now it is climbing back to 37.6.
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