Can I press a redo button on this past week? Please?
On Thursday Josh went to his urology appointment at the VA. For those who don't know, he's had over 100, yes 100 kidney stones these past 4 years. So needless to say, he has regular urology appointments. The doctor took a urine test, blood work and of course x-rays. Upon reviewing those x-rays, Josh had a handful of stones, but 2 were extremely large in size. One was 8 mm and the other was 1 cm in diameter. To put that in perspective, a BB pellet is 5 mm. The doctor looked at Josh and said surgery was required. Greeeaaatttt....You see, when we were in Phoenix, Josh had this surgery done and oh boy was it horrible. The pain and long recovery time were extremely unpleasant (to put it mildly.) Knowing this, Josh is less than thrilled and the anxiety is rising. September 30th is the day. Fortunately, my parents are coming into town late this week to help out with everything. God Bless them!! For a day or so we really thought we were on our own - which I was mentally trying to prepare for.
Ok if that wasn't enough, I had a trip to the Emergency Room yesterday. For the past few days I have had pain in my right breast. I still nurse Myla Mae and sometimes get a clogged milk duct. That normally goes away on its own so I really didn't think too much about it. Yesterday late morning I was taking the kids on a long walk and on our way, stopped at McDonalds so they could play at the playground there. As Preston was eating his nuggets, I instantly got a cold sweat followed by a flash fever. Feeling dizzy, muscles ached, sharp extreme pains through my right breast and I thought for a second that I was going to faint. Not good. Here I was by myself with the kids, without a car and felt the worst I have ever felt in my life. If things couldn't be worse, Preston pooped and I had to muster every survival mode to change him. Great now I have the task of getting us home. I'm telling you, it was pure adrenaline and survival mode skills that had me pushing 50 pounds of kids a good mile back home. It was a hot day and I really really thought I was going to black out. By the time we got home, I layed on the kitchen floor sobbing, curling up in the fetal position. My fever was so high and I was drenched in sweat. Poor Myla and Preston knew something terribly wrong was going on. Preston kept stroking my face telling me it would be OK. I crawled (with the kids behind me) to their room and put Myla into her crib. I then made it to our bed where Preston just laid there with me, with full concern on his face.
Josh and his Dad were in a golf tournament 10 minutes away and were headed back promto. They were on the last hole anyway (they won the tournament by the way)
GOD BLESS our neighbors - Morgan and Scottie! Morgan took me to the ER with Myla and her little girl. Meanwhile Josh, his dad and Preston went back to Edgerton (where Josh's folks live.)
Well the diagnosis is a severely infected clogged milk duct. Got some antibiotic and vicodine - God Bless Drugs!! Feel alot better today - though I have to take it easy. I started to go speed this morning only to start feeling like crap again. ugh.
Just to add to our crappy week, all I have to say is that I HATE family drama. I have too much going on in my life to deal with stupid crap. But when someone pushes that button (and one has to dig deep to find it), I must defend my family and myself. That's all I have to say about that..... grrrrr...........
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