Feb 14, 2007 (Wed) 

today started out just fine. well, my stomach was aching a bit when i woke up but that is just a bit.  i took my jacket and wore my shoes.  off i went jogging for 20 minutes.  stomach check. ops!  aching still.  but only a bit.  rush to work.  read and replied tons of emails to greet friends and loved ones happy vday. 

stomach check.  worse.  then came lunch time.  i didn’t have the appetite to eat what i put inside my lunch box and so i grabbed my po-chi biscuits (cheese flavor) and sip my cold coffee.  that’s it.  that’s lunch.

stomach check.  getting even worse.  dear friend was checking to see if we could go on a group dinner date as we agreed.  i kinda didn’t know what to answer.  dear daddy called up for business-related things.  and then, he asked how i was doing. told him my stomach’s aching but i still could handle.  perhaps, i will need to see the doctor the next day, i told him.  and so, we agreed.

stomach check 2:45 pm.  not getting any better still.  stomach already bulging.  i got to really see the doctor before i end up dragging myself again to get to my place.  and so, i told daddy.

at 3:00pm, i was out of the office again.  it was raining real hard but i didn’t care.  i rushed to see daddy.

“aren’t you pregnant?”  came daddy’s question.

funny.  really funny. 

off we went to see the doctor.  the doctor suspected of it as something caused by a virus.   i insisted it’s not for i knew the type of pain was something beyond that in comparison to the symptoms of that stomachache caused by the virus.  poor me.  the doctor just didn’t mind me.  he said i would need an x-ray of my tummy, which i think means, i need an ultrasound.  but he said it’s so expensive and that he would first want me to try out his wild guess.  darn.  and so, he issued a list of medicines.  we went to the drug store to purchase my meds and off i went to my pad while daddy went to his’.

at 4:30pm i am down on my bed. 

what a lonely valentine’s day!  (i wasn’t even able to distribute the chocolates we bought for the men in the office.)