I've been gone over a month. Wow. Well...so much has happened. The main reason for my absence is that my computer had a virus and I couldn't log on. But now I can...so I am back!
Let's see. Several major points to discuss. On May 24th, I ran a red light and slammed into a Ford F150. My entire front end was GONE. Although think the F150 was probably totalled. It was an older model and the entire side was smashed in and the front axle was broken. Poor guy...he was graduating from high school in a week. New car perhaps? He should thank me. JUST KIDDING. No one was injured...the kids were with me. I had a big knot on my right shin for about a week, but that was it. Praise the LORD! My Expedition is still in the shop...since June 1st. I miss it greatly. :(
Hmm, a little over a week ago Marcus and I went on a date. This never happens. Major planning is required. Marcus has to be in town for starters...then we have to get someone to watch the children, then we must decided what to do. Then we go out and decide to only do half of what we planned cause we miss our stinky kids. Yes. We are parents. Anyway. We went to dinner in the Stockyards, tried a new resturant. Had some good laughs, nice conversation. Then we walked around and did some window shopping. We decided to walk around downtown FW. BTW...FW has the BEST downtown EVER. So many folks were out. It was a beautiful evening. We grabbed a smoothie at Jamba Juice then we stood on the corner of 3rd and Main where a youth band was singing and playing some praise and worship. It was so awesome. There was about 30 people huddled together singing "How He Loves Us" and it was just super cool. We stayed for a few more songs then noticed it was nearing 9:00. Yes, we are old. We started to walk towards the parking garage. As I stepped out of the elevator I had a sharp pain on my right side. It stopped me in my tracks and Marcus was like "what's wrong?" "I think I just had an ovarian cyst rupture. Again," I replied holding my side, bending over. I've had at least 4 rupture in the last decade. After a few minutes I tried to walk again. It felt like I had a knife sticking out of my side. I managed to get into Marcus' truck and we drove to my Mom's where the kids were staying. By the time we got to Mom's I thought I was gonna die. I went to the bathroom and lost my dinner. And I knew something else was wrong. I started crying. And then Marcus knew I was really hurting. I never cry because of pain...unless I'm really, really hurting. We ended up in the ER. And after bloodwork, two sonograms, and a CT Scan...I was diagnosed with bilateral kidney stones. My little kidneys are full of stones and I had passed one. That was the most horrible pain EVER. I'd rather have a baby. Really. Labor was a piece of cake compared to this. At least labor produces something...a baby. Passing a kidney stone produces NOTHING. It was terrible. So, after being discharged with some great pain meds...we had to decide my next step in treatment. The stones are still there...waiting on the perfect moment to bail on my kidneys and make their trip down to my bladder. (that is very, very, very painful.) I spend every moment just wondering if it'll happen again. Every little ache stops me in my tracks. I am terrified of being in pain again. And I have a very high pain threshold....uh, hello? 3 out of 4 natural childbirths. Yeah, I am a cavewoman. But kidney stones are no joke. So, I'm researching. Do I want to let them pass? (HECK NO) Do I want to have surgery? (uh, no.) Should I go the natural route and do a kidney cleanse? (which causes horrible diarrhea...uh, No again.) I don't know what to do. I'm scared. I'll probably do surgery...when I have time. heehee. I don't have time. In the mean time....I've cut out all carbonated drinks. No more morning Dr Pepper and no more evening Cokes. I've replaced those with water, cranberry juice, and water. I drink about a gallon of water a day...and honestly I feel great. I'm back in the gym...doing pilates and Zumba...and I've lost 3 pounds. So...all in all...this is a good thing.
Okay...screaming children...screams are getting louder...or maybe closer? Either way. I must log off.
