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That Week

Today is Monday and am feeling like it is Friday..why? I am so exhausted. I have never had a dramatic week last the past one/two and its only God who could carry me through it. It started with my uncle falling sick and being admitted in Elburgon Hospital. So an aunt and I drove down to Nakuru the other Friday and slept over at my grandmum's and left Saturday evening after he had been discharged from hospital. That evening, we were hosting our couples group, whom we love but the fatigue I was feeling, I almost requested we change the venue but my beloved said he would handle everything and he did it so graciously. I arrived home and he had prepared food and had taken good care of baby girl. So I just did a quick shower and joined our guests.

My housegal was also quite helpful and on Sunday morning she helped wash the dishes before taking her day out and little did I know that was her last working day. She normally comes back between 5&6p.m. but this Sunday she didnt return nor did she call/text to explain. Since this had happened another time and we had talked to her about it , I thought she would come on Monday.Cut long story short, her dad called me on Monday requesting that she travels home  for a week to sort a few things and I said she hadnt come back to my house and I didnt know where she was. Anyways he finally located her and guess in her mind she decided to travel to their home and she didnt communicate to her employers. So life moved on and my beloved had to travel from Wednesday to Friday initially but this was extended to Saturday. I was one unhappy lady to hear this.

So we were home alone with baby gal, beauty was she was going to school until Wednesday that she fell sick and I had to rush her to clinic at 7p.m where we were told she had throat infection. We bought medication but her fever was persistent and Thursday morning I rushed her to hospital  at 4.30a.m.with fever of 39.3...we stayed there until 6 a.m. and she was given a injection and we needed to come back Friday for another. We went home and she slept most of the day. Earlier

Wednesday afternoon, I had a scare..and was also in hospital. We are 6 weeks pregnant and as I was waiting to go pick baby gal from school, I discovered my discharge was a bit bloody and I panicked. I called my beloved, callled our doctor who gave me an appointment at 2.30p.m I also called Emma my sister in tears and she assured me that it is normal..which made me feel better.So I picked baby gal from school and drove to the doctor's only to find that he had an emergency and wouldn't be coming. He requested me to do a scan and I panicked. I was with Samara and requested Emma to come pick Samara as I wait to do the scan. Thankfully and am grateful they picked samara and i did the scan and the best news was that baby is ok and I could hear the heart beat. The doctor prescribed via phone some medication.I gathered also my stress levels have been quite high but the worst part was that Alex had traveled and was not coming home until Saturday..but am thankful for friends who called and even visited us while he was away, these guys may not know but they really encouraged me.

After finishing baby gal's jab on friday we were to give her oral antibitotic and she could not stomach Zinnat..so after feeding her well once she took the medication she vomitted. So yesterday Sunday we had to take her back to hopsiatl for medication to change and she is able to keep that down. The doctor said her throat was much better.

Thankfully Saturday morning I got a new house help whom I need to train now that she has not been to Nairobi before. So far so good though am taking it a day at a time. My other girl came picked her clothes on Sunday evening, I asked what happened and she said she travelled home on Sunday evening..when I asked why she didn't say she was silent. I thanked her for handling our baby gal well for the past two years and wished her well.

So Monday morning, here I am in the office feeling I need rest , my body is complaining but will see how the day goes. So that is what has been happening on my end. Today am grateful for my family, thankful for the friends we have who are always very supportive.Am thankful to God that even moments when I felt I can't take anymore, he strengthened me and I made it through that dramatic week.

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