The last few days have been challenging. Nausea, giddiness, breathlessness. And they don't come individually. They come in pairs or altogether at the same time.
I took the cab to work on Monday. Cost me $25. $#%$&$^%$.
Decided to save money and take the bus home after work and I remember I was feeling woozy and queasy all the way while walking from office to the bus stop. I felt better on Tuesday, maybe because I took a bottle of chicken essence in the morning before going to work.
Today I went to see John Thomas, the neurosurgeon who fixed me all those years ago. Went to ask him about how those past problems could affect the pregnancy and vice versa.
Option 1: To get a peace of mind that nothing odd is going with the blood vessels in my brain, I could do an MRI. BUT, it's not been 100% proven that MRIs don't affect the babies in expectant mothers (although the gynae actually said it was safe to do an MRI). JT recommended not to do an MRI.
Option 2: To go ahead with a natural delivery but JT said there's no 100% guarantee that everything would go smoothly.
Option 3: If I'm worried about how a natural birth could affect the pressure in my brain, I could opt for a caesarean. JT said again that caesaereans also come with a small measure of risk.
I hope he is just trying to caveat himself. Mum and Dad are hoping I'd opt for a C-section. K and I are still discussing. We'll see how it goes later on.
Il etait une fois que il y avait deux moutons, puis, il y avait trois.
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