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2008/3/22 More Excitement for the FishersWell this week proved to be just as crazy as the last few. On Wednesday night, I began feeling a lot of abdominal pain. My whole stomach just hurt. By 11 p.m. I was writhing on the floor in pain. Garrett gave me some Tylenol P.M. to help me sleep. That worked a little, I got about 2 hours sleep ~ I kept waking up in pain. I got up early because I had my yearly exam Thursday morning. I mentioned the pain to my doc, but to be fair, I played down how much it hurt. She said that I probably just had an ovarian cyst. So I proceeded to go to work. I had so much planned for Thursday. To start, I had a 10 a.m. meeting. Sitting there for almost an hour was torture, I was in so much pain but didn't want to say anything. I could barely walk because every time I stepped with my right leg, I felt immense pain. I got back to my office and decided to call my regular doctor. The nurse told me I needed to come in right away. I asked if it could wait until the afternoon because I had another meeting at 12:30. She said that was not advisable but she would check with my doctor and call me back. She called back within 10 minutes and told me I needed to come in immediately. I knew I felt awful, but I still figured it was not big deal so I told work that I would try to be back that afternoon ~ yeah right! The drive to my doctor's office was torture, I felt every bump in the road ~ OUCH! My doctor took one look at me, touched my side and said it was the most obvious case of appendicitis he'd seen in a long time. While we waited for the surgeon, he sent me for blood work. They offered me a wheel chair, but of course I refused ~ I can be so stubborn sometimes. As soon as my blood was drawn, my doctor walked me up to the surgeon's office. The surgeon concurred that it was most likely appendicitis but gave me the option of surgery or a CT scan to verify. I chose the CT scan because I was not excited for surgery, okay so maybe I was stalling but I really didn't want surgery. Fortunately, they took pity on me because I was in so much pain so I got two shots of demoral in the tush. The CT scan confirmed that I had appendicitis so I was prepped for surgery. Thankfully, Alli's former teacher Alyssa agreed to come over and watch Alli so Garrett could be there for my surgery. The surgery was a success and I no longer have my appendix. I was released from the hospital this morning. I'm still very sore and cannot lift more than 10 lbs (no lifting Alli :() but at least I'm now home. My mom flew out yesterday to help with my recovery ~ thank God for moms! Who knew something so useless like an appendix could cause so much pain. My doctors gave me a nice lecture on how I should have come in the night when I first felt the pain but I really figured it was nothing. Guess not! 2008/3/17 We have hope!!!Well, as is usually the case, things with Alli got worse, before they started to get better. After her weight loss, her pediatrician reassured us that it was likely a result of her learning to walk, which made sense to us because she seemed to be eating well. Unfortunately, right after that, she essentially stopped eating and drinking almost anything. She also decided she is way too independent for bottles ~ she's a big girl now. We were stressing quite a bit over this but figured it was just another bump in the road, until March 6th, when she started sleeping 20 hours/day. When she was awake, she was very alert and playful but did not want to eat and could only last about 1.5 - 2 hours. Once we realized that she was sleeping 20 hours/day, we called the doctor. Fortunately, Alli's pediatric office sees patients on Saturday and Sunday so we went in that Sunday. Because she was so alert while she was awake, the doctor told us she was fine but to check in the next day. Things got worse again, by that Tuesday, she was only taking about 4 oz/day so back to the doctor we went (poor Garrett was in FL for work and caught an early flight home). Alli's pedi prescribed her Zantac, thinking maybe she has silent reflux. The deal was that we would try it for a week but he would move forward with getting her in with a GI specialist at Boston Children's Hospital. Well, he worked very quickly because we had our first appointment with the GI on Thursday!!! She is running a ton of tests and we finally feel like someone is going to get to the bottom of Alli's issues and help her. Prasie God, we finally are getting help! We do not believe there will be a quick fix but at least now, we are working with doctors who acknowledge that there is a problem that we need to solve. The relief and hope we now feel is amazing. God really does answer prayers! We go back to Children's this Friday to meet with their nutritionists because our GI doc agrees that our past nutrition appointments were not helpful ~ she agreed with us that we don't need to hear that we are doing everything right, we need to analyze the data and formulate a plan ~ FINALLY! Alli will also have her Cystic Fibrosis test on Friday, fortunately, that shouldn't require any needles (poor Alli got my small veins so the blood draw last week was not pleasant!) We go back to the GI doc on April 10th. We will keep you posted on Alli. Please continue to pray for her. 2008/3/7 The Law of the Garbage TruckThe following story was shared with me through an email forward and I just had to share it with everyone. Imagine how much more peaceful we would feel if we could always have this attitude . . .
One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport . We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his breaks, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was really friendly.
So I asked, "Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!" This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, "The Law of the Garbage Truck." The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so..... "Love the people who treat you right. Pray for the ones who don't." |
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