little scare . . . little duel
well, the other night was peachy. jess called me and we had the following conversation:
um, kristen? is it normal to have really bad back and belly pain all day?
nope. all day? like cramps?
no. like braxton-hicks, only way worse.
um . . . go the emergency room, hon.
k.
call me when you know.
so i waited for news. they guys came home. they stood outside for about thirty minutes. i could hear fili yelling about something, and i peered out into the dark thinking what the heck? they finally came in. fili went straight to our room and israel fell onto the couch with this little purple angry face. oh dear . . .
fili what happened?
he's lazy! he doesn't work at all at the restaurant! he just stands around waiting for someone to tell him what to do.
um . . . maybe because he's new and doesn't KNOW what to do?
anyway apparently fili yelled at him about it. i told him israel was probably homesick and sad. he was thrown from a 3-hour-a-day job to ten a day. he's in a brand-new country where he can't speak the language and doesn't know anyone but you. i think the last thing he expected from his big brother was yelling. he needs your support. go talk to him.
so fili goes to the couch. where they both sit for an hour at opposite ends with stony faces. sigh. now there are two filis. dear god . . .
"fili, talk to your freaking brother!!"
so he says . . . "i don't know what your problem was today, maybe it's because you're new, but you were lazy and--"
"fili . . . by talking to your brother i kinda meant something a little more--"
phone rings.
jess. she had a bladder infection that irritated her uterus and started contractions. they kept her overnight, taking the whole night to stop contractions. they gave her a sleeping pill which caused hallucinations . . . she thought pancho was going to kill her. scared the crap out of him. there he was sitting in a chair and she's waving at another part of the room trying to keep him away. anywho . . .she's better now. didn't have the baby yet, thank goodness.
so, nice day that was. sheesh. and the two machos didn't make up until the next day. men.
um, kristen? is it normal to have really bad back and belly pain all day?
nope. all day? like cramps?
no. like braxton-hicks, only way worse.
um . . . go the emergency room, hon.
k.
call me when you know.
so i waited for news. they guys came home. they stood outside for about thirty minutes. i could hear fili yelling about something, and i peered out into the dark thinking what the heck? they finally came in. fili went straight to our room and israel fell onto the couch with this little purple angry face. oh dear . . .
fili what happened?
he's lazy! he doesn't work at all at the restaurant! he just stands around waiting for someone to tell him what to do.
um . . . maybe because he's new and doesn't KNOW what to do?
anyway apparently fili yelled at him about it. i told him israel was probably homesick and sad. he was thrown from a 3-hour-a-day job to ten a day. he's in a brand-new country where he can't speak the language and doesn't know anyone but you. i think the last thing he expected from his big brother was yelling. he needs your support. go talk to him.
so fili goes to the couch. where they both sit for an hour at opposite ends with stony faces. sigh. now there are two filis. dear god . . .
"fili, talk to your freaking brother!!"
so he says . . . "i don't know what your problem was today, maybe it's because you're new, but you were lazy and--"
"fili . . . by talking to your brother i kinda meant something a little more--"
phone rings.
jess. she had a bladder infection that irritated her uterus and started contractions. they kept her overnight, taking the whole night to stop contractions. they gave her a sleeping pill which caused hallucinations . . . she thought pancho was going to kill her. scared the crap out of him. there he was sitting in a chair and she's waving at another part of the room trying to keep him away. anywho . . .she's better now. didn't have the baby yet, thank goodness.
so, nice day that was. sheesh. and the two machos didn't make up until the next day. men.