Hello again...
Yes I have successfully given birth to a bouncing baby appendix. I have lost forever .5 oz... never to be regained in its original version until the resurrection. Wednesday dawned with lots of not-happy pain. I lay on the couch while Nathan quietly and contentedly wreaked havoc throughout the house including emptying my purse, the cupboards, toy cupboard and their room. Aislinn, was a big help, I asked her to get me the box of Cheerios down and she brought the fruit loops instead because she would rather have the sugary ones (I can't blame her).... which is about the only thing any of us ate until my sweetheart rescued me a lunch time and took care of them. I have to say, I love my Richard, I'm sorry he had to spend a horrible birthday in the hospital with a sleepy painful wife, hopped up on painkillers. He was amazing.
Early the next morning at 4 ish I woke up with worse pain and thankfully Richard won out and we decided to go the ER. We called a very sweet woman that we know here and she came and took them home with her when she woke up and had them till bedtime. My favorite (sarcasm intended) question at the ER is almost always asked by someone who looks supremely board and not at all in a hurry... "why are you here?". I guess the question just becomes incredibly ridiculous when you show up in the middle of the night, obviously hugely pregnant and then have to say... uh, Im in labor? I was in the er for 7 hours, they gave me an ultrasound and a ct scan and said they couldn't find the appendix, just a bunch of liquid. (clue #1 maybe?)
I didn't have a few of the symptoms of Appendicitis so they decided to just watch me for a night. I think being really thirsty and unable to drink when others around you can, almost made me the craziest. Thankfully I was given a little blue sponge-on-stick that I probably used evilly to suck as much water down as I could. I now have even less of a desire to be stranded in the mojave or sahara deserts than I had before. Thankfully I had a bunch of very cute little nurses and a husband that tried not to leave my side. They operated 36 hrs after I got to the hospital and yep, sure enough my pinky-sized appendix had ruptured.
Funny parts: my er bed was "new" and no one could steer it; my next bed locked down every now and then and I had to teach subsequent nurses how to unlock it; my sink became Niagra falls-not my fault... it just started pouring out of the bottom onto the crisp linoleum floor while I tried very hard not to laugh my guts out, and the mac 'n cheese left much to be desired.
My sweet Mother-in-Law Leslie found a way to get my Mom here, so she took care of everything while I vegged on the couch and read books. Leslie is here this week which is a relief too. I cut the kids hair for the first time, both cuts are a lot shorter than pictured, but cute and thankfully they will grow out.
Finally, thanks to my dear friend Chel my teeth feel zingier than ever, my lips are glossy, and I laughed hard multiple times!
