Thursday, July 23, 2009

Your favorite crazy lady.

No, not me.


Everyone's favorite, slightly lunatic, Polish commenter.

This post is for all of you who have e-mailed me asking how she's doing (and there were a lot of you! She needs her own official fan club).

For those of you who don't know, she went into the hospital nearly three weeks ago. She's seven and a half months pregnant and has preecclampsia. Her blood pressure climbed to dangerous levels, so she was confined to the hospital until the bebe arrives.

It shouldn't come as any surprise to those who have read her comments that she's been somewhat of a belligerent patient.

Her original plan was to leave the hospital after four days. That was her plan. The doctors said otherwise. And pretty much she only stayed because insurance might just not cover her if she left against medical advice.

So, she's been enduring her hospital time, and had planned to hold out until August 10th for delivery. The doctor wanted to deliver her baby yesterday, but she said no (she also sees a specialist who said she would be safe letting the baby cook a little longer--she wasn't refusing just for the sake of refusing). Anyway, the doctor fired her. He told her to find a new doctor because he wasn't going to be responsible for anything that might happen because she refused to deliver when he felt it was best.

Honestly, if anyone I know was going to have their doctor quit on them while they were in the hospital, it would be Sylwia. Those of weaker constitution would have folded once the doctor started yelling and shaking in frustration. Not our Sylwia.

The specialist has convinced her that sooner rather than later might be best, so she's consented to Monday.

So, to answer those e-mails: She's doing pretty well, as is the baby, but both are gradually getting worse. Monday should be D-day.

And I will pass on all your well wishes.

P.S. I know a lot of you hate blogs that play music, but you should really listen to my current playlist. And have your kids listen. I let my 3 and 4 year olds choose the music for this one. They have awesome taste.

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