My attempt at honesty in motherhood
Saturday, February 07, 2009
Where I've Been...
On the couch.
Obviously life was going a little too well. I got the smackdown last week. I have a leaking ovarian cyst, a kidney stone and a hernia that I don't want to talk about--All on the right side! Ack! I'm downing 100 oz. of fluid a day to try to get rid of this bloody kidney stone (no pun intended). I'm taking enough Ibuprofen to rip a hole in an elephant's stomach and I'm taking enough Percocet to knock out a horse. Seriously? Who does this happen to??
On a good note, at least I'm not depressed. If this had happened last year, I would NOT have been able to cope. Period. I would not have been in a place where I thought I could have survived. But now, I'm okay. Sure it sucks and I'm in more pain than, well, ever, but I can make it. I can laugh about it--That definitely wouldn't have happened before. At the doctor's last week, I told Alan that I'd rather give birth to two Abbie's right in a row (she was 8 and a half lbs.) than do this anymore. He asked me if I felt like I needed to push. What are you going to do other than laugh at a comment so rude and sadistic as that? :) Honestly though, a hemmorhagic cyst, a kidney stone and something herniating through somewhere it definitely should not be?! That can't all happen at once! Not to one person! Oh wait. This is me we're talking about. Of course it can.
Anyways, if I'm out of touch, it's because I'm writhing in pain or running to the toilet to vomit or pee (100 oz is A LOT of fluid!). I hope everybody else is doing well!
P.S. (Can you P.S. a blog post?) I have discovered that I really like Jesse McCartney. I like his music and I just figured out that it's him singing all those songs. It's good to have something to make me smile when I want to amputate the right side of my body from my ribs to my thigh.
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Oh my gosh! i hope you feel better soon. Do you need dinner? A babysitter? Someone to chat with? Clean your house? Seriously. Please let me know. And even if you don't, you might get one or more of those things!! Hope you get well soon.
ReplyDeleteOh Emily, I'm so sorry. You're a champ for sticking it out! I hope recovery is in the near future.
ReplyDeleteHey Emily, that sounds awful! Do you need a meal or two? Babysitting? Something from the store? How can I help?
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry, Emily! I hope you enlist help where needed- although it sucks that no one can really take the pain away. Howabout an extra prayer or two and a foot rub? Or maybe chocolate and a chick flick? Pretty lame, I know- but it's the best I could come up with. You are loved!
ReplyDeleteI was actually sitting in church this afternoon, seeing Alan alone with the kids and wondered where you were. I'm not sure what's worse: depression, or the dastardly trio (I know it's not quite as nice as the alliteration of 'duo' would have been, and physically, a duo would be better than a trio ... but you take what you get, eh?). I guess only you could tell me which is worse :)
ReplyDeleteI hope you're feeling better soon. Let me know if you need dinner one of these nights (except Monday) or a smoothy instead of water. Is it safe to be drinking that much? I guess you might ask ... what could be worse? Either way ... good luck and I'm really not doing anything very exciting so let me know if you need me to watch Abby or something. I think she has seen me enough waving my arms around in Primary to possibly trust me for an outing? You know her better than I do. And now that I've written a novel in your comment box, I'll stop.
Wow, seriously I can't believe it! I'm glad that despite all the ultra painful issues you are having to deal with you are able to keep a positive attitude, you are amazing!
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