090116 Day 2 At The Hospital

I hadn't have much sleep the night before. Waking up every 30 minutes. Every time I woke up to see the time, only 30 minutes had passed. And this went on until the the next morning. I wonder if it's the effect of the painkiller but my obgyn told me that I'll feel drowsy after the operation..



A nurse came to clean my body early in the morning and then another came to bring me my breakfast. After that another came to check my body temperature and heart beat as usual. After that another brought me my boyboy for breastfeeding. Argghh.. Still no signs of milk from my breast..

Fire and mom came soon after that and as usual we chit chat chit chat a little bit before Fire left to do some "important" things.

I spent the whole day sleeping, chit chatting with mom and more sleeping.

Later at night, the usual peaceful environment in the hospital suddenly turned chaos with a lot of people talking loudly outside my ward. It's like the hospital had transformed into a night market like that. Furthermore, my "wardmate" wan't being considerate with her family members talking so damn loudly to each other on the next bed.

I was so cranky and fed up I shouted to the "wardmate" to close the door because it was very noisy. And they seem to catch what I meant and talk softly after that.

Munn a.k.a Evil Evie came visiting for the second night.. Thanks Evie~~~ Next time you give birth I also go visit you every night har..

After that my boss, Erin came with her husband and baby too.

Everyone left because the visiting hours is until 9.30pm only. But Fire and mom stayed on because family members are allowed to stay until 10.00pm.

A nurse then came with my baby boy and I tried to breastfeed him again. Still no signs of milk so I rang the bell to get the nurse to bring my baby boy back so that they can feed him with formula. But the nurse scolded me for giving up so fast and urged me to breastfeed him longer. So I did what she told.

After a few minutes of breastfeeding my wound started to feel painful. I have no choice but to give up and rang for the nurse again telling her that I cannot breastfeed any longer because I feel very painful at the wound area.

Not only the nurse took away my baby boy, she got Fire and mom to go home because it's already past 10pm. And they have no choice but leave me alone again.

That night I felt very emo and cried because I feel so alone. In pain and alone. Mom and Fire called to console me but still I feel very lonely. I just wanna go home.

That night, I cried myself to sleep.