lykatodd

Just had my last vacation lat Sept. this year and I only payed the terminal fee 750 pesos , no travel tax anymore ,when I showed them my greencard.

Ive read on here that many people show up early, like 4:00 AM for the medical at St. Lukes. But i've also heard from a few people that it is better to show up sometime after noon, as that is when the morning rush crowd is through and you can get in with little waiting.

Which is true? Or what is the better time to show up for a medical typically, and is any day of the week bettter than the others? Thanks!

My experienced, my first day of medical , I went there 4 pm and exactly 5 oclock Im done w/ my medical. Then the next day for my immunization I went there 1 pm and OMG it takes 6 hrs for me to wait till Im done...

That was very nice! Moms are really angels in our lives. They are always there if we need them most. So sad that I lost mine already but I know that she's with me all the time.

Im sorry to hear that..Yeah, you lost your angel but now your an "angel" also...

I lost my little one, who supposed to call me "MOM" someday....

A baby asked God, “They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow,

but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?”

God said, “Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you.”

The child further inquired, “But tell me, here in heaven I don’t have

to do anything but sing and smile to be happy.”

God said, “Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you.

And you will feel your angel’s love and be very happy.”

Again the small child asked, “And how am I going to be able to understand

when people talk to me if I don’t know the language?”

God said, “Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words

you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will

teach you how to speak.”

“And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?”

God said, “Your angel will place your hands together and will teach

you how to pray.”

“Who will protect me?”

God said, “Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life.”

“But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore.”

God said, “Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach

you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you.”

At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth

could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, “God, if I am to leave

now, please tell me my angel’s name.”

God said, You will simply call her, “Mom.”

>

> Just two years after our marriage, hubby brought up the

> idea of asking Mother to move from the rural hometown and

> spend her remaining

> years with us. Hubby's father passed away while he

> was still very young.

> Mother endured much hardship and struggled all on her own

> to provide for him,

> see him through to a university degree. You could say

> that she suffered a

> great deal and did everything you could expect of a woman

> to bring hubby to

> where he is today. I immediately agreed and started

> packing the spare room,

> which has a balcony facing the South to let her enjoy the

> sunshine and plant

> greenery. Hubby stood in the bright room, and suddenly

> just picked me up and

> started spinning round and round. As I begged him to put

> me down, he said:

> "Lets go fetch mother".

>

> Hubby is tall and big sized and I love to test

> on his chest and enjoy the feeling that he could pick me

> up at any moment put

> the tiny me into his pockets. Whenever we have an

> argument and both refuses to

> back down, he would pick me up and spin me over his head

> continuously until I

> surrender and beg for mercy. I became addicted to this

> kind of panic-joy

> feeling.

>

> Mother brought along her countryside habits and lifestyle

> with her. For example; I am so used to buying flowers to

> decorate the living

> room, she could not stand it and would comment: "I

> do not know how you young

> people spend your money, why do you buy flowers for? You

> also can't eat

> flowers!" I smiled and said: "Mum, with flowers

> in the house, our mood will

> also become better." Mother continues to grumble

> away, and hubby smiled: "Mum,

> this is a city-people's habit; slowly you will get

> use to it". Mother stopped

> saying anything.

>

> But every time thereafter, whenever came home with

> flowers, she would ask me how much it costs. I told her

> and she would shake

> her head and express displeasure. Sometimes, when I come

> home with lots of

> shopping bags, she would ask each and every item how much

> they cost, I would

> tell her honestly and she would get even more upset about

> it. Hubby playfully

> pinched my nose and said: "You little fool, just

> don't tell her the full price

> of everything would solve it." There begins the

> friction to our otherwise

> happy lifestyle.

>

> Mother hates it most when hubby wakes up early to

> prepare the breakfast. In your view, how could the man of

> the house cook for

> the wife? At the breakfast table, mother facial

> expression is always like the

> dark clouds before a thunderstorm and I would pretend not

> to notice. She would

> use her chopsticks and make a lot of noise with it as her

> silent protest. As I

> am a dance teacher in the Children's Palace and am

> exhausted from along day of

> dancing around, I do not wish to give up the luxury of

> that additional few

> minutes in the comfort of my bed and hence I turned a

> deaf ear to all the

> protest mother makes.

>

> From time to time, mother would help out with

> some housework, but soon her help created additional work

> for me. For example:

> she would keep all kinds of plastic bags accumulating

> them so that she sell

> them later on, and resulted in our house being filled

> with all the trash bags;

> she would scrimp on dish washing detergent when helping

> to wash the dishes and

> so as not to hurt her feelings, I would quietly wash them

> again. One day, late

> at night, mother saw me quietly washing the dishes, and

> "Bam" she slams her

> bedroom door and cried very loudly in her room. Hubby was

> placed in a

> difficult position, and after that, he did not speak to

> me for that entire

> night. I pretended to be a spoilt child, tried acting

> cute, but he totally

> ignored me.... I got mad and asked him: "What did I

> do wrong?" Hubby stared at

> me and said: "Can't you just give in to her

> once? We couldn't possibly die

> eating from a bowl however unclean it is, right?"

> After that incident, for a

> long period of time, mother did not speak to me and you

> can feel that there is

> a very awkward feeling hanging in the house.

>

> During that period of cold

> war, hubby was caught in dilemma as to who to please. In

> order to stop her son

> from having to prepare breakfast, mother took on the

> "all important" task of

> preparing breakfast without any prompting. At the

> breakfast table, mother

> would look at hubby happily eating his breakfast and cast

> that reprimanding

> stare at me for having failed to perform my duty as a

> wife. To avoid the

> embarrassing breakfast situation, I resorted to buying my

> own breakfast on my

> way to work. That night, while in bed, hubby was a little

> upset and asked me:

> "LD, is it because you think that mum's cooking

> is not clean that's why you

> chose not to eat at home?" He then turned his back

> on me and left me alone in

> tears as feeling of unfairness overwhelmed me.. After

> some time, hubby sighed:

> "LD, just for me, can you have breakfast at

> home?" I am left with no choice

> but to return to the breakfast table.

>

> The next morning, I was having

> porridge prepared by mother and I felt a sudden churn in

> my stomach and

> everything inside seem to be rushing up my throat. I

> tried to suppress the

> urge to throw up but I could not. I threw down the bowl,

> rushed into the

> washroom, and vomited everything out. Just as I was

> catching my breath, I saw

> mother crying and grumbling very loudly in her dialect,

> hubby was standing at

> the washroom doorway staring at me with fire burning in

> his eyes.. I opened my

> mouth but no words came out of it, I really did not mean

> it.

>

> We had

> our very first big fight that day; mother took a look at

> us, then stood up and

> slowly made her way out of the house. Hubby gave me a

> final stare in the eye

> and followed mother down the stairs. For three days,

> hubby did not return

> home, not even a phone call. I was so furious, since

> mother arrived; I had

> been trying my best and putting up with her, what else do

> you want me to do?

> For no reason, I keep having the feeling to throw up and

> I simply have not

> appetite for food, coupled with all the events happening

> at home, I was at

> then low point in my life. Finally, a colleague said:

> "LD, you look terrible;

> you should go and see a doctor." The doctor

> confirmed that I am pregnant.

>

>

> Now it became clear to me why I threw up that fateful

> morning, a sense

> of sadness floated through that otherwise happy news. Why

> didn't hubby, and

> mother who had been through this before, thought of the

> possibility of this

> being the reason that day? At the hospital entrance, I

> saw my hubby standing

> there. It had only been three days, but he looked hag gar

> d. I had wanted to

> turn and leave, but one look at him and my heart soften,

> I couldn't resist and

> called out to him. He followed my voice and finally found

> me but he pretended

> that he doesn't know me; he has that disgusted look

> in his eyes that cut right

> through my heart. I told myself not to look at him

> anymore, and hail a cab. At

> that moment, I have such a strong urge inside me to shout

> to my hubby:

> "Darling, I am having your baby!" and have him

> lift me up and spin me around

> in circles

> of joy. What I wanted didn't happen and as I sat in the

> cab, my

> tears started rolling down. Why? Why our love

> couldn't even withstand the test

> of one fight?

>

> Back home, I lay on the bed thinking about my hubby, and

> the disgusted look in his eyes. I cried and wet the

> corner of the blanket.

> That night, sound of the drawers opening woke me up. I

> switched on the lights

> and I saw hubby with tears rolling down his face. He was

> removing the money. I

> stared at him in silence; he ignored me, took the bank

> deposit book and some

> money and left the house. Maybe he really intends to

> leave me for good. What a

> rational man, so clear-cut in love and money matters. I

> gave a few dried laugh

> and tears starting streaming down again.

>

> The next day, I did not go to

> work.. I wanted to clear this out and have a good talk

> with hubby. I reached

> his office and his secretary gave me a weird look and

> said: "Mr. Tan's mother

> had a traffic accident and is now in the hospital."

> I stood there in shock. I

> rushed to the hospital and by the time I found hubby,

> mother had already

> passed away. Hubby did not look at me, his face was

> expressionless. I looked

> at mother's pale white and thin face and I

> couldn't control the tears in my

> eyes. My god, how could this happen?

>

> Throughout the funeral, hubby did

> not say a single word to me, with only the occasional

> disgusted stare at me. I

> only managed to find out brief facts about the accident

> from other people.

> That day, after mother left the house, she walked in

> dazed toward the bus

> stop, apparently intending to go back to her old house

> back in the

> countryside. As hubby ran after her, she tried to walk

> faster and as she tried

> to cross the street, a public bus came and hit her...I

> finally understood how

> much hubby must hate me, if I had not thrown up that

> morning, if we had not

> quarreled, if....In his heart, I am indirectly the killer

> of his

> mother.

>

> Hubby moved into mother's room and came home every

> night with a

> strong liquor smell on him. And me, I am buried under the

> guilt and self-pity

> and could hardly breathe. I wanted to explain to him,

> tell him that we are

> going to have our baby soon, but each time, I saw the

> dead look in his eyes,

> all the words I have at the brink of my mouth just fell

> back in. I had rather

> he hit me real hard or give me a big and thorough

> scolding though none of

> these events happening had been my fault at all.

>

>

> Many days of

> suffocating silence went by and as the days went by,

> hubby came home later and

> later. The deadlock between us continues, we were living

> together like

> strangers who don't know each other. I am like the

> dead knot in his heart. One

> day, I passed by a western restaurant, looking into the

> glass window, I saw

> hubby and a girl sitting facing each other and he very

> lightly brushed her

> hair for her, I understood what it meant. After

> recovering from that moment of

> shock, I entered the restaurant, stood in front of my

> hubby and stared hard at

> him, not a tear in my eyes. I have nothing to say to him,

> and there is no need

> to say anything. The girl looked at me, looks at hubby,

> stands up and wanted

> to go, hubby stretched out his hand and stopped her. He

> stared back at me,

> challenging me. I can only hear my slow heart beat,

> beating, one by one as if

> at the brink of death. I eventually backed down, if I had

> stood that any

> longer, I will collapse together with the baby inside me.

> That night, he did

> not come home; he had chosen to use that as a way to

> indicate to me: Following

> mother's death so did our love for each other.

>

> He did not come home

> anymore after that. Sometimes, when I returned home from

> work, I can tell that

> the cupboard had been touched - he had returned to take

> some of his stuff. I

> no longer wish to call him; the initial desire to explain

> everything to him

> vanished. I lived alone; I go for my medical checkups

> alone, my heart breaks

> again and again every time I see a guy carefully helping

> his wife through the

> physical examination. My office colleagues hinted to me

> to consider aborting

> the baby, I told them No, I will not.. I insisted on

> having to this baby,

> perhaps it is my way of repaying mother for causing her

> death.

>

> One

> day, I came home and I saw hubby sitting in the living

> room. The whole house

> was filled with ci gar ette smoke. On the coffee table,

> there was this piece

> of paper. I know what it is all about without even

> looking at it. In the two

> months plus of living alone, I have gradually learned to

> find peace within

> myself. I looked at him, removed my hat and said:

> "You wait a while, I will

> sign." He looked at me, mixed feelings in his eyes,

> just like mine. As I hang

> up my coat, I keep repeating to myself "You cannot

> cry, you cannot cry..." my

> eyes hurt terribly, but I refused to let tears come out

> from there. After I

> hung up my coat, hubby's eyes stared fixed at my

> bulging tummy. I smiled,

> walked over to the coffee table and pulled the paper

> towards me. Without even

> looking at what it says, I signed my name on it and

> pushed the paper to him.

> "LD, are you pregnant?" Since mother's

> accident, this is the first time he

> spoke to me. I could not control my tears any further and

> they fell like

> raindrops. I said: "Yes, but its ok, you can leave

> now." He did not go, in the

> dark, we sat, facing each other. Hubby slowly moved over

> me, his tears wet the

> blanket. In my heart, everything seems so far away, so

> far that even if I

> sprint, I could never reach them. I cannot remember how

> many times he repeated

> "sorry" to me. I had originally thought that I

> would forgive him, but now I

> can't. In the western restaurant, in front of that

> girl, that cold look in his

> eyes, I will never forget, ever. We have drawn such deep

> scars in each other's

> heart. For me, it's unintentional; for him, totally

> intentional. I had been

> waiting for this moment of reconciliation, but I realized

> now, what had gone

> past is gone forever and could not repeated.

>

> Other than the thought of

> the baby inside me that would bring some warmth to my

> heart, I am totally cold

> towards him, I no longer eat anything he buys for me, I

> don't take any

> presents from him and I stopped talking to him. From the

> moment I signed on

> that piece of paper, marriage and love had vanished from

> my heart. Sometimes,

> hubby will try to come into the bedroom, but when he

> walks in, I will walk out

> to the living room. He had no choice but to sleep in

> mother's room. At night,

> from his room, I can hear light sounds of groaning, I

> kept quiet... This used

> to be his trick; last time, whenever I ignore him, he

> would fake illness and I

> will surrender and find out what is wrong with him, he

> would then grab me and

> laugh. He has forgotten that last time I cared for him

> and am concerned

> because there was love, but now, what is there between

> us? Hubby's groaning

> came on and off continuing but I continuously ignored

> him.

>

> Almost

> everyday, he would buy something for the baby, infant

> products, children

> products and books that kids like to read. Bags and bags

> of it stacked inside

> his room till it is full. I know he is trying to use this

> to reach out to me,

> but I am no longer moved by his actions. He has no choice

> but to lock himself

> in his room and I can hear his typing away on his

> computer keyboard, maybe he

> is now addicted to web surfing but none of that matters

> to me anymore.

>

>

> It was sometime towards the end of spring in the following

> year, one

> late night, I screamed because of a sudden stomach pain,

> hubby came rushing

> into the room, its like he did not change and sleep, and

> had been waiting for

> this moment. He carried me and ran down the stairs,

> stopped a car, holding my

> hand very tightly and kept wiping the sweat off my brow,

> throughout the

> journey to the hospital. Once we reached the hospital, he

> carried me and

> hurried into the delivery suite. Lying on the back of his

> skinny but warmth

> body, a thought crossed my mind: In my lifetime, who else

> would love me as

> much as he did? He held the delivery suite door opened

> and watch me go in; his

> warm eyes caused me to manage a smile at him despite my

> contraction pain.

> Coming out of the delivery room, hubby looked at our son

> and me, eyes tear

> with joy and he kept smiling. I reached out and touched

> his hand. Hubby looked

> at me, smiling and then he slowly collapsed onto the

> floor. I cried out for

> him in pain... He smiled, but without opening that tired

> eyes of his... I had

> thought that I would never shed any tear for him, but the

> truth is, I have

> never felt a deeper pain cutting through my body at that

> moment. Doctor said

> that by the time hubby discovered he had liver cancer, it

> was already in

> terminal stage and it was a miracle that he managed to

> last this long. I asked

> the doctor when he first discovered he had cancer. Doctor

> said about 5 months

> ago and consoled me saying: "Prepare for his

> funeral."

>

> I disre gar ded

> the nurse's objection and rushed home, I went into

> his room and checked his

> computer, and a suffocating pain hits me. Hubby's

> cancer was discovered 5

> months ago, his groaning was real, and I had thought

> that... the computer

> showed over 200 thousand words he wrote for our son:

> "Son, just for you, I

> have persisted, to be able to take a look at you before I

> fall, is my biggest

> wish now.... I know that in your life, you will have many

> happiness and maybe

> some setbacks, if only I can accompany you throughout

> that journey, how nice

> would it be. But daddy now no longer has that chance.

> Daddy has written inside

> here all the possible difficulties and problems you may

> encounter during your

> lifetime, when you meet with these problems, you can

> refer to daddy's

> suggestion ... Son, after writing these 200 thousand

> words, I feel as if I

> have accompanied you through life journey. To be honest,

> daddy is very happy.

> Do love your mother, she has suffered, she is the one who

> loves you most and

> also the one who loves me most..." From play school

> to primary school, to

> secondary, university, to work and even in dealing with

> questions of love,

> everything big and small was written there.

>

> Hubby has also written a

> letter for me: "My dear, to marry you is my biggest

> happiness, forgive me for

> the pain I have caused you, forgive me for not telling

> you my illness, because

> I want to see you be in a joyful mood waiting for the

> arrival of our baby...My

> dear, if you cried, it means that you have forgiven me

> and I would smile,

> thank you for loving me...These presents, I'm afraid

> I cannot give them to our

> son personally, could you help me to give some of them to

> him every year, the

> dates on what to give when are all written on the

> packaging... "

>

> Going

> back to the hospital, hubby is still in coma. I brought

> our son over and place

> him beside him. I said: "Open your eyes and smile, I

> want our son to remember

> being in the warmth of your arms..." He struggled to

> open his eyes and managed

> a weak smile. Our son still in his arms was happily

> waving his tiny hands in

> the air. I press the button on the camera and the sound

> of the shutter rang

> through the air as tears slowly rolled down my face.... A

> fatal

> misunderstanding and the person who loves me the most in

> this world is gone

> forever..."Cruel misunderstandings one after another

> disrupted the blissful

> footsteps to our family. Our originals intend of having

> Mother enjoy some

> quiet and peaceful moments in her remaining years with us

> went terribly wrong

> as destiny's secret is finally revealed at a price,

> everything became too

> late."........

>

> This is a true story.

> LEARNING POINT - DO NOT EVER

> HOLD ON TO OFFENCES!!!

> I am totally speechless, this story brought tears to

> my eyes as I read through each line eager to know what

> would happen next. It

> truly showed the devastating power of grudges and anger!

> Simple humility and

> communication would have resolved most of the problems in

> that story, as well

> as patience.... This story has really touched my heart

> and life as a whole and

> it has stimulated a paradigm shift. Though it is very

> sad, it is also very

> refreshing to know that from today, I can consciously

> start to live a life

> free of grudge. People please let's live a life

> devoid of grudge.

> Communication is the key.

>

> Take greatest care and live

> on.

My cousin is married to a Canadian last year.They planned to do a fiance visa but according to the Canadian consulate theres no fiance visa anymore in Canada so they got married in Phils. and do the spousal visa...

I never had that letter during my interview and they never asked me for that.My hubby included that letter when he filed the I-129....

What are the best options on airfare to Cebu from the USA? I need to fly from the midwest. Any ideas? Thanks.

I am flying to Phils. this coming Sept. 5 and when i check the airfare from Florida to Cebu ( rountrip) it cost me $ 1700 so I tried to change my itinerary from Florida to Manila and it cost me only $ 936. so i just let my sister book me a flight from manila to cebu and it cost only 1,500 pesos so I save a lot .

I used www.expedia.com

Oh the mailing system in PI suck. Last April, i sent a card to my nephew for his graduation and put some Phil. money and they never received it.I let them checked in the post office cuz the one assign there is a relative and told them he never got it.I dont know where it goes.

So, i learn my lessons now...

Very nice message..i dont know if it is good or bad thing that my little angel return to him..So sad....

Congrats Kathryn...

Allow yourself to grieve, sis. It is normal for someone when they lose a loved one.

Then after that, start conceiving again.

How far were you on the pregnancy?

Sayang at di mo alam kung baby girl ba or boy.

Good Luck and God Bless!

I am ok sis, I accepted it already..Got my first ultrasound on the 3rd of Aug. 9 weeks at that time ,then found out no hearbeat. I went to another doc for 2nd opinion so got my ultrasound on the 18th, 11 weeks preggy then same thing happen no fetal pole, then the next day im bleeding already.

God has other plans still for you, I suppose. He will grant you a child in time. Just be patient and have faith. Our sincerest sympathies...take care

Wow so cute ng baby mo...Inggit tuloy ako...

tcare Grace...

hello guys , my questions are , will I need a copy of id/credit card of hubby since he purchased my ticket thru expedia ? I will be on continental airlines flight ; any experience with regards to etickets ? specially those who took the same airlines?

what are the fees to be collected at NAIA -- taxes? terminal fees? baggages?

I would highly appreciate your replies .

Thank you and God bless to each and everyone.

My hubby was the one who bought my ticket online in continental airlines also and i have no problem w/ it.They never asked me his credit card just my passport I used to showed them.

Congrats and thats a great blessings.

I just lost mine my baby have no heartbeat ...

I got a second opinion from another OB, and do the all the test again last tuesday.Then after the testing and ultrasound he told me to call him on wednesday and neverlet me eat at midnight just in case if my blood plates will not lower they do the D&C. So on wednesday morning my hubby called my doc and told my hubby that he's going to call me.So he called me and told me that i can eat cuz my blood plates go down and i dont need the D &C but still no fetal pole in the baby so i will be bleeding and yes, yesterday I am in terrible pain..Good thing my hubby had a pain killer and help me a lot and put me in sleep while Im in the bathroom..

Then last nyt I saw the little fetus , very tiny and cute and have a very tiny arms and legs, so cute. So sad but things happen for a reason.Not my time to have him/her...

God bless you lykatodd...

what did you do with the lil angel?

I put the fetus in a small container and preserve it so that I can see it all the time...

wow you are brave...naku baka maging tiyanak yan.

hahahaha....your funny...if its beautiful tiyanak ok lang...

syempre cute na tiyanak baby mo kasi combination ng kano at pinay eh...wag mo masyadong titigan araw2 kasi baka kausapin ka nyan...hehheheheh joke lang.

just be happy always para pag ma preggy ka ulit happy and strong si baby...God bless you.

thanks sis...hopefully this year...

I got a second opinion from another OB, and do the all the test again last tuesday.Then after the testing and ultrasound he told me to call him on wednesday and neverlet me eat at midnight just in case if my blood plates will not lower they do the D&C. So on wednesday morning my hubby called my doc and told my hubby that he's going to call me.So he called me and told me that i can eat cuz my blood plates go down and i dont need the D &C but still no fetal pole in the baby so i will be bleeding and yes, yesterday I am in terrible pain..Good thing my hubby had a pain killer and help me a lot and put me in sleep while Im in the bathroom..

Then last nyt I saw the little fetus , very tiny and cute and have a very tiny arms and legs, so cute. So sad but things happen for a reason.Not my time to have him/her...

God bless you lykatodd...

what did you do with the lil angel?

I put the fetus in a small container and preserve it so that I can see it all the time...

wow you are brave...naku baka maging tiyanak yan.

hahahaha....your funny...if its beautiful tiyanak ok lang...

I got a second opinion from another OB, and do the all the test again last tuesday.Then after the testing and ultrasound he told me to call him on wednesday and neverlet me eat at midnight just in case if my blood plates will not lower they do the D&C. So on wednesday morning my hubby called my doc and told my hubby that he's going to call me.So he called me and told me that i can eat cuz my blood plates go down and i dont need the D &C but still no fetal pole in the baby so i will be bleeding and yes, yesterday I am in terrible pain..Good thing my hubby had a pain killer and help me a lot and put me in sleep while Im in the bathroom..

Then last nyt I saw the little fetus , very tiny and cute and have a very tiny arms and legs, so cute. So sad but things happen for a reason.Not my time to have him/her...

God bless you lykatodd...

what did you do with the lil angel?

I put the fetus in a small container and preserve it so that I can see it all the time...

I got a second opinion from another OB, and do the all the test again last tuesday.Then after the testing and ultrasound he told me to call him on wednesday and neverlet me eat at midnight just in case if my blood plates will not lower they do the D&C. So on wednesday morning my hubby called my doc and told my hubby that he's going to call me.So he called me and told me that i can eat cuz my blood plates go down and i dont need the D &C but still no fetal pole in the baby so i will be bleeding and yes, yesterday I am in terrible pain..Good thing my hubby had a pain killer and help me a lot and put me in sleep while Im in the bathroom..

Then last nyt I saw the little fetus , very tiny and cute and have a very tiny arms and legs, so cute. So sad but things happen for a reason.Not my time to have him/her...

Western Union and the US Governemt just screwed me over.

I sent my wife $ 1,100 cash via Western Union - and they have put a government hold on it and won't release it till tomorrow which has caused my wife to miss her dentist appointment. She is in the middle of having major dental work done (multiple crowns). Apparently they need to interview me or something. What a crock of ####### !!! I am really steamed over this. I work hard as hell and pay my taxes - What a load of BS !!!

Has anybody else had this happen ???

Is there another method of money transfer that I can use for the future ??? I think once this is fixed I will quit using Western Union - it is expensive - and now very inconvenient.

Also, my wife will arrive here in the USA in October and we will need to send money to her family in Mindanao. Can anybody suggest a better way to send her family money ???

Thank you.

Hoot

we are using western union and dont have any problem w/ it..my hubby used to sent me $ 5000 and we never encounter like that..

that was cool...

im happy for you....

I used my last name as middle name when I got married.

Once again thanks everyone for the comments.I have an appointment tomorrow to remove the fetus and I made up my mind to cancel it and wait another week and to do another ultrasound because at this time I never feel anything wrong in my body. Im still confused and do a lot of research and it says there that there are times that you cant heard a heartbeat so I still keep my chances to have this baby.

Help me pray that everything will be alright cuz Im longing this moment in my life and this is my first pregnancy.

Thanks everyone for the sympathy and being one family in visajourney..Thanks a lot...

As far as I remember when I was pregnant, my friends told me to have baby's first ultrasound at about 12 weeks, so I did. Sabi nila, usually kapag super liit pa ng baby (11 weeks below) minsan hindi makuha ung heartbeat sa doctor's office. Makulit talaga ako, pero I really feel bad for your situation. Baka pwede pa 1 pang ultrasound. Meron ka bang nararamdaman na kakaiba sa mga normal na buntis? Hindi kasi ako agad nag gigive up sa mga bagay-bagay, nagbabakasakali lang baka nagkamali sila. :-( sorry kulit ko ha.

Thanks a lot..Wala nman akong nararamdaman.. I dont have cramping and spotting wala talaga..I feel hungry nga every hour kain lang ako ng kain then i told my doc about it then she just told me that normal lang daw kasi sa hormones ko lang daw cuz im still have the fetus kaya ganun..Hindi talaga siya nag move at wala rin kaming narinig na heartbeat..Dalawang beses nga ako inultrasound first in my tummy then in got my vaginal ultrasound just to make it sure..

Salamat talaga sa concern atleast nabawasan yong lungkot ko ngayon..