yet another "heart-attack worthy" episode

moving into week 35 soon.

the little one's movements are probably at her highest/biggest these days.

she tends to give me some awfully hard jabs now.

but after last week's scare, i'm really not complaining.

better to be able to feel and see baby's movements right?

goodness!

last week!

where do i begin?

i woke up for a drink of water at 230am one night.

got my drink from the kitchen.

somewhere between the kitchen and our bedroom, i fainted.

totally blacked-out.

cos the next thing i knew, i felt immense pain in my face - forehead and nose. i had a huge blueblack there for a good part of last week.

i heard hubs calling out to me.

then he was trying to help me up.

i had fallen at the entrance of our bedroom.

he found me on my back.

the parents come running out from their room as well.

apparently i kind of crashed to the floor.

imagine a baby elephant falling.

ttttttttthhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuuddd!!!

we all freaked out!

right off, i think we all feared for the little one. 

"was i hurt? is there blood?"

i think my heart nearly stopped then.

THANK GOD!!! there was no sign of blood anywhere.

but right away we tried talking to the little one and feeling desperately for her movements in my belly.

not getting any immediate reaction, it left hubs and i sleepless the rest of the night.

at 6-ish, we texted dr. tracey and was told to go into the clinic right away.

what followed were a series of tests at the clinic, then at the hospital.

CTGs.

Heartscans.

another day of tests.

and then another.

...

...

...

today we still can't figure out how and why exactly i fainted and fell.

all we know is God is good.

He was looking out for us.

hubs says it was the hand of God that held and supported us as i fell back.

i can't help but agree so.

Thank You Lord, for blessing mother and child.

we're doing ok now.

a few more weeks to go.