Results for my stomach sore translation from English to Tagalog

my stomach ache
filipino

my stomach aches
nkakaranas ng pananakit ng tiyan ang misis ko

butterfly in my stomach
butterflies in the stomach

my stomach ache is painful
sariwa pa ang tahi sa tiyan

i have butterflies in my stomach
nararamdaman ko ang mga paru-paro sa aking tiyan

i absent my stomach and thirst
absent ako dhil masakit ang tiyan ko at nagsusuka

i felt a shooting pain inside my stomach
may alitan sa pagitan ng mga kapitbahay

i can't go in now my stomach hurts
hindi ako makakapasok ngayon masakit ang tiyan ko

i can't go in because my stomach hurts
hindi ako maka pasok dahil masakit yong tiyan ko

it would sleep without food and just starve my stomach
ito matutulog ng walang kain at gutom tubig lang laman ng tiyan ko

my stomach hurts yesterday hangang kagabi masakit pero hindi masyado
masakit ang tiyan ko kahapon

i'm weak when it comes to pups and because of the pain in my stomach
nag pup ako 3x na buhat kagabi,,sakit ng tiyan ko

i have had a fever in the past few days. at the same time my stomach aches so i can't go in
nagkaroon po ako ng lagnat noong mga nagdaang araw .kasabay rin po ng pagsakit ng aking tiyan kaya hindi po ako makapasok sa trabaho humihingi po ako ng paumsnhin sa hindi ko pagpasok ng ilang araw

mama sarah maybe i can rest? i feel bad, my minstration because i hurt my stomach and my head, then i clean.
mama sarah baka pwede na po ako magpahinga? masama po kasi pakiramdam ko, my minstration po kasi ako masakit po puson at ulo ko, tapos naman po ako maglinis.

even though i was pregnant with my eldest son, he also kicked my stomach, but all the pain he endured, i still cheated on him over and over again.
kahit buntis ako sa panganay ko dati sinapa rin niya tiyan ko,pero laht ng pananakit niya tiniis ko pero niloko pa rin ako ng paulit ulit

to the point that i became a compulsive eater at that time i did not know how much i ate, what i knew about myself, what my body knew, my mind knew, my stomach knew i was full me but i continued to eat until my mother and grandmother scolded me because they said i ate food without stopping but that time i did not know as long as i just wanted to eat i ate
to the point na nagiging compulsive eater nadin ako nung panahon na yon yung wala na akong pakealam kung gaano man karami yung nakakain ko, yung alam ko sa sarili ko, alam ng katawan ko, alam ng isip ko, alam ng tiyan ko na busog na ako pero tuloy padin ako sa pagkain hanggang sa napapagalitan na ako ng nanay at lola ko kasi kain daw ako ng kain walang tigil pero that time hindi ko alam basta gusto ko lang kumain ako ng kumain

i stepped outside. it had rained all day, and i could feel the moisture in the air. for some reason, i’d always loved thunderstorms. they reminded me of nights from my childhood when my family would gather on the porch, blanketed by the safety of our house, watching the violent swirl of rain and lightning rip through the neighborhood from what seemed like a far distance. we were right in the thick of the chaos, but it didn’t feel like it. all 6 of us would stand together, silent, in awe of the powerful and destructive force of nature unfolding before our eyes, invoking a sense of peace and calm within each of us. i walked into the parking lot, heading towards my car. the air smelled like rain and it brought back that same sense of peace and calm i used to have. i felt happy. it was my second time visiting this new friend in this new town. i had parked in the same spot as last time. as i approached my parking spot, something was off. a brief moment passed that felt longer than it should have felt. i looked around, as if to second-guess the fact that i was standing here, in this spot, right now. it was gone. disappeared. my stomach dropped. a thing that i had so clearly owned had vanished. my own possession, which i had worked for and paid for, which had carried me on multiple journeys across the country, which is uniquely part of my story and mine alone, had been ripped away from me. as soon as i gained proper functioning of my senses, i concluded that one of two things had happened. either someone had broken the window, hot wired my car and driven off, or some vulture towed it as part of his job description. i’m a big believer in not over-complicating things, so i assumed the more reasonable latter. my fists were tightly clenched. i paced around with an air of haste. my sense of peace and calm had transformed in a matter of moments. i’d been in this situation before, so it wasn’t confusion that i felt. i couldn’t quite put my finger on it. i found the sign i was unconsciously looking for, and dialed the number, almost automatically. “what kind of car is it?…uhhh…yeah i’m pretty sure we have it…well i dunno for sure, i haven’t seen it…they’re closed…monday at 8:30 am………i’m in georgia, bud…8:30 monday…” i felt as if i was chained to a wall. i had nothing but my words with which to fight for what was rightfully mine, and my words didn’t matter. they shattered like sugar glass against the structure that had been imposed by some faceless voice on the phone, utterly out of my reach. if i screamed, i felt as if the sound would fade to silence no more than 2 inches from my face, reaching nobody. i felt helpless. i started walking. it was still wet. the moisture in the air felt sticky and gross. … i saw my apartment, but kept walking. i was heading for the tow company lot. initially i didn’t realize i had made up my mind, but my quickened pace told me everything i needed to know. i was not going to let somebody impose their own structure on me. i decided to take control of the situation. i was in charge of my own freedom and i wouldn’t let anybody take that away from me. it was a 30 minute walk to the lot, so i had some time to devise my plan. there would probably be fences, and they would probably be locked up with a chain. i could climb over the fence no problem; i had done so many times before. i had my snowboard and a bag of winter clothes in my car since i hadn’t fully moved into my new place yet. in that bag was a ski mask, so i could conceal my face in the likely event that i was caught on a security camera. my license plates were attached to my old address, halfway across the country. i would be difficult to locate. the towing company was a small local company, so i assumed they didn’t have enough disposable resources to justify fighting a legal battle over a lost tow fee. i needed to register my car in my new state anyways, which i would do first thing that week. that way the license plate they had on file would no longer be valid. i was betting on the fact that pursuing me would be too much of a cost to be worth it. i also had a set of pliers in my car, which i would use to loosen the chain. this might take some work, but it could be done. once the chain was loosened, it was a matter of busting through the fence. i would just need to pick up enough speed. my jeep could take the hit, no problem. i had arrived. it was time to make the move. i jumped the fence easily and stealthily made my way to my car. i opened it up, located my ski mask, put it on, and grabbed the pliers. my heart was pounding. i ran over to the fence. the chain was thicker than i had imagined. i worked on it. i found the weak spot and tried to pry it open. it wouldn’t budge. i kept trying. i must have been working at it for 30 minutes. i looked at my watch and less than 5 minutes had passed. i stuck with it. after 10 minutes, i had noticeably chipped away at the metal. my hand was cramped. i switched hands and kept wor
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