So I'm finally making some progress! yay! Its pretty bittersweet actually as I'm stuck at home ready to get back to work. I had to go to the Dr early on Monday and have some gauze removed and everything cleaned out. They had to remove the gauze early because I was having these horrible headaches that wouldn't go away. I was also having trouble swallowing so when he looked in my throat low and behold I'd developed an infection! Most likely cause is they somehow caused a small lesion when putting the tube down my throat and being that a mouth is full of different bacteria it was quick to develop an infection. So he prescribed a few days of steroids to get rid of it. Yesterday I finally ate "real" food if you can call it that. It was just some Campbell's chicken noodle. But for a while my throat was so painful I could hardly even drink water, so I'll take what I can get.
Since we couldn't be home for Chase's grandmothers funeral we decided we wanted to send a spray. His dad is supposed to send a picture, said it was real nice so I'm happy. Chase is doing really well handling everything.
Morghan goes back to the doctor tomorrow. They need to do some blood work to check her liver function. I'm completely scared out of my mind and hope that nothing is serious. She's been having some tummy issues that the dr. said we should come in if they hadn't cleared up (they are a lil TMI so I'm not going to go in to too much detail.) I'm just going to hope and pray for her. Maybe its just a fluke but it its not it could be anything from her liver to gallstones. I'll keep updated as I learn new things. I don't know how long before the results will come in so I will just try to keep myself busy and keep her happy.
Being at home all day alone is pretty boring. I was supposed to go back to work yesterday but for some reason do not go back until Monday. In the meantime I figured I could do something I've never done before, make a family tree. Things were great until I got to the part where Chase's father is adopted! That's where things get a little complicated because he never wanted to know his birth parents. I got some information from Chase's mom, and she let me know that Chase's aunt probably has some information I can use. I respect that his father doesn't want to know and I'm not saying its going to be easy without his consent but at the same time I feel like I have a right to find out medical history since I have a child and all. Anyways, its late in the morning and I need to get Morghan to school.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Post-Surgery
So the last time I wrote I was trying to prepare myself for surgery. Well that day came and went on Thursday. I kept pretty calm until the pre-op nurse called me back. Almost instantly I became a little shaky, but still maintained control. After I was all situated she went and got Chase and he sat back there with me, being my rock as usual. I pretty much when psycho when I realized she was going to put the IV in my hand(I've had it there and all i could remember was how a previous nurse blew my veins over and over and how much pain i was in). As sweet as she was, in order for me to calm down and relax she agreed to put it up my arm.
This is where it got a little interesting. Now, I have NEVER fainted from having blood drawn EVER but this had to be the day I almost passed out. Immediately after she had the IV in my face apparently turned white as a ghost, I told her I felt like I was going to be sick so she had a nurse run to get me a cool washcloth and she tilted the bed back so far that my feet were higher than my head. Upon taking my blood pressure it had gone from 120/79 to 91/50. Apparently my reaction is called a Vagal Response.... Most people with this response faint I apparently just turn in to a limp, sick noodle haha. Anyways she hooked me up to some oxygen and about 10 minutes later I was feeeling muuuch better. The anesthesiologist can in a while later and gave me something to help me relax. I remember he sent Chase to the waiting room, i got wheeled back to the OR and about 15 seconds after i climbed on to the OR bed i was goooooone.
When I woke up in recovery I only remember how much pain I was in. I was crying, asking if I could go home. Chase was right there holding my hand telling me everything was okay. He was great. I couldn't imagine how I would have handled things if he hadn't been there. He's been by my side every second of the day. Every time I drift in and out of sleep from the meds he's right there with me. He's on top of everything. I don't really even have to ask. Its like he knows when to get ice, medicine, water before I do. Its great. I feel so lucky to have him.
I'd like to say everything has gone off without a hitch but that wouldn't be true. The day of surgery most of my pain wasn't from the surgery site itself but rather my throat from being intubated(sp?). I could only manage jello and liquids since my throat was so swollen and irritated. Its still bothers me today. Friday night I told him I didn't want to take the nausea medicine, and this later turned out to be a bad idea on my part. He woke me up at 3 to change the gauze and take my next round of medication. No sooner to I get to the bathroom a wave a nausea hits me and I quickly lay down flat on the floor and try to take slow deep breaths while he runs to get a cool pack. Unfortunately he wasn't fast enough so there I was making friends with the toilet. Something I'd managed to avoid the day of surgery. To top things off later that morning we slept through the alarm for my pain medicine, thus it wore off. As soon as we woke up Chase ran to get my meds. I didn't think I was that bad off until he had me sit up. The only word for my pain is excruciating. Instantly I was crying begging to lay back down.... and that's when a new symptom appeared. I started having trouble breathing, almost as if i was having a muscle cramp in my chest. (this is where I flip out and consider the thought of a blood clot) Chases called the on call doctor and in the whole 45 minutes it took for him to call back my pain eventually subsided. We concluded that it was probably just me panicking that caused some sort of attack.
The rest of the day and into last night went rather smoothly. We made sure we set both alarm clocks so as not to repeat the same events as the night before. I'm still having difficulty eating much of anything. I'm so hungry but after only a few bites I feel exhausted and nauseaus. One thing I do find so very odd is that ever since surgery I get the hiccups every single time i stand up!
So for now I will push the laptop aside and go back to relaxing while Morghan is still asleep. She did really well the first 2 days, but I think she's tired of playing nice! She wants attention too, which is totally understandable. Because of me, she is all off schedule and she's not used to it. Its hard not being able to pick her up and hold her, or sit down on the floor and play babies or blocks. Mostly all I can do is read her books when I'm awake. When all is said and done I'm going to find a way to thank my little munchkin for having to deal with a sick mommy.
One last thing, we found out that Chase's grandmother, Gammie, passed away the other night in her sleep. It been really hard for Chase so if you could just keep him and his family in your prayers.
This is where it got a little interesting. Now, I have NEVER fainted from having blood drawn EVER but this had to be the day I almost passed out. Immediately after she had the IV in my face apparently turned white as a ghost, I told her I felt like I was going to be sick so she had a nurse run to get me a cool washcloth and she tilted the bed back so far that my feet were higher than my head. Upon taking my blood pressure it had gone from 120/79 to 91/50. Apparently my reaction is called a Vagal Response.... Most people with this response faint I apparently just turn in to a limp, sick noodle haha. Anyways she hooked me up to some oxygen and about 10 minutes later I was feeeling muuuch better. The anesthesiologist can in a while later and gave me something to help me relax. I remember he sent Chase to the waiting room, i got wheeled back to the OR and about 15 seconds after i climbed on to the OR bed i was goooooone.
When I woke up in recovery I only remember how much pain I was in. I was crying, asking if I could go home. Chase was right there holding my hand telling me everything was okay. He was great. I couldn't imagine how I would have handled things if he hadn't been there. He's been by my side every second of the day. Every time I drift in and out of sleep from the meds he's right there with me. He's on top of everything. I don't really even have to ask. Its like he knows when to get ice, medicine, water before I do. Its great. I feel so lucky to have him.
I'd like to say everything has gone off without a hitch but that wouldn't be true. The day of surgery most of my pain wasn't from the surgery site itself but rather my throat from being intubated(sp?). I could only manage jello and liquids since my throat was so swollen and irritated. Its still bothers me today. Friday night I told him I didn't want to take the nausea medicine, and this later turned out to be a bad idea on my part. He woke me up at 3 to change the gauze and take my next round of medication. No sooner to I get to the bathroom a wave a nausea hits me and I quickly lay down flat on the floor and try to take slow deep breaths while he runs to get a cool pack. Unfortunately he wasn't fast enough so there I was making friends with the toilet. Something I'd managed to avoid the day of surgery. To top things off later that morning we slept through the alarm for my pain medicine, thus it wore off. As soon as we woke up Chase ran to get my meds. I didn't think I was that bad off until he had me sit up. The only word for my pain is excruciating. Instantly I was crying begging to lay back down.... and that's when a new symptom appeared. I started having trouble breathing, almost as if i was having a muscle cramp in my chest. (this is where I flip out and consider the thought of a blood clot) Chases called the on call doctor and in the whole 45 minutes it took for him to call back my pain eventually subsided. We concluded that it was probably just me panicking that caused some sort of attack.
The rest of the day and into last night went rather smoothly. We made sure we set both alarm clocks so as not to repeat the same events as the night before. I'm still having difficulty eating much of anything. I'm so hungry but after only a few bites I feel exhausted and nauseaus. One thing I do find so very odd is that ever since surgery I get the hiccups every single time i stand up!
So for now I will push the laptop aside and go back to relaxing while Morghan is still asleep. She did really well the first 2 days, but I think she's tired of playing nice! She wants attention too, which is totally understandable. Because of me, she is all off schedule and she's not used to it. Its hard not being able to pick her up and hold her, or sit down on the floor and play babies or blocks. Mostly all I can do is read her books when I'm awake. When all is said and done I'm going to find a way to thank my little munchkin for having to deal with a sick mommy.
One last thing, we found out that Chase's grandmother, Gammie, passed away the other night in her sleep. It been really hard for Chase so if you could just keep him and his family in your prayers.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Valentines and Fireproof
Being that I have to work this evening (yes, on Valentine's Day) Chase and I went on our date yesterday. We did things a little different by going to the movie (we saw Taken) first and then dinner. I loved it, thought it was a great film. Essentially its about a government operative who's daughter is kidnapped by a foreign slave operation. That's all the information I will divulge in case its a film you'd like to see. We both enjoyed our time together.
So last night we watched Fireproof. It was sort of a bargain if you will. In order to get Chase to watch it I had to rent him a movie he wanted to see. Its not that he's not religious, he's just not very open about faith and God. As anyone whose seen it will tell you it was a low budget film with a wonderful message. I was surprised at the fact he actually watched and paid attention to the movie which was fantastic! Its about a married a young couple who's marriage is falling apart and aren't sure how to save it. I would personally recommend this movie to anyone. Especially young married couples who may find themselves in the same situation from time to time.
This morning we got up and made breakfast together, and let Morghan open her Valentine's gift. My mom used to always give my brother and I something small so I thought I would do the same for Morghan. Anywhoo being that she loves music so much I only found it reasonable to get her one of the cards that plays a little tune. SHE LOVES IT! We had to convince her to put it down to open her little gift. This too she loved, we got her a dinnerware set with Tinkerbell on it. Its a plate, cup, bowl, fork, and spoon. She wanted to use them immediately!
OK well, I'm off to spend my last couple hours with the hubbs before I'm off to work. I hope every one's day was wonderful! :)
So last night we watched Fireproof. It was sort of a bargain if you will. In order to get Chase to watch it I had to rent him a movie he wanted to see. Its not that he's not religious, he's just not very open about faith and God. As anyone whose seen it will tell you it was a low budget film with a wonderful message. I was surprised at the fact he actually watched and paid attention to the movie which was fantastic! Its about a married a young couple who's marriage is falling apart and aren't sure how to save it. I would personally recommend this movie to anyone. Especially young married couples who may find themselves in the same situation from time to time.
This morning we got up and made breakfast together, and let Morghan open her Valentine's gift. My mom used to always give my brother and I something small so I thought I would do the same for Morghan. Anywhoo being that she loves music so much I only found it reasonable to get her one of the cards that plays a little tune. SHE LOVES IT! We had to convince her to put it down to open her little gift. This too she loved, we got her a dinnerware set with Tinkerbell on it. Its a plate, cup, bowl, fork, and spoon. She wanted to use them immediately!
OK well, I'm off to spend my last couple hours with the hubbs before I'm off to work. I hope every one's day was wonderful! :)
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
And so we begin...
I haven't had a blog for the longest time so we shall see how this turns out!
The next few weeks/months will probably be some of the most stressed of my life.
As of this moment I am scheduled for surgery on the 19th of this month on my sinuses. Having never had surgery I'm scared as I'm sure any normal person would be. Its not major surgery and its not some rare procedure. What bothers me is the thought of sharp tools in and around my face not to mention my eyes and brain! Chase is still attempting to get special liberty leave so that he can be with me so he wont waste vacation time.
Chase is on the list to go to Yuma, AZ. And after all the drama the ensued last spring I would rather him go to Iraq then back there. (I'm sure that sounds harsh but unless you knew everything you wouldn't say that) Speaking of Iraq, there is potential he ends up there this fall. But before all of that, the monitor has told Chase he may be going to Korea for A YEAR! ALONE! We've never been apart that long and he acts as though its not a big deal. It is. No matter what he says, it is. That's every holiday and birthday.
And so assuming he doesn't get orders for Korea in the next few months we are apparently moving our vacation up a month to May. So yay, another 2 weeks of cramming anyone and everyone in for a visit. This would be the part of military life that sucks. Its not being so far away that bothers me, its coming back and not having enough time for friends and family. I can't wait until we at least live in the state so we will have more frequent trips and then family can also come to us.
For now I will go back to the couch. I hurt my back something awful yesterday cleaning and its killing me. I need all the rest I can because tonight I'm going to have to bear through the pain and go in to work. The worst part is there isn't and pain medicine I can take. With surgery a week away i have a page long list of drugs not to take. Tylenol being the only one I'm ALLOWED to take and at the same time being the one I CAN NOT take for personal health reasons.
The next few weeks/months will probably be some of the most stressed of my life.
As of this moment I am scheduled for surgery on the 19th of this month on my sinuses. Having never had surgery I'm scared as I'm sure any normal person would be. Its not major surgery and its not some rare procedure. What bothers me is the thought of sharp tools in and around my face not to mention my eyes and brain! Chase is still attempting to get special liberty leave so that he can be with me so he wont waste vacation time.
Chase is on the list to go to Yuma, AZ. And after all the drama the ensued last spring I would rather him go to Iraq then back there. (I'm sure that sounds harsh but unless you knew everything you wouldn't say that) Speaking of Iraq, there is potential he ends up there this fall. But before all of that, the monitor has told Chase he may be going to Korea for A YEAR! ALONE! We've never been apart that long and he acts as though its not a big deal. It is. No matter what he says, it is. That's every holiday and birthday.
And so assuming he doesn't get orders for Korea in the next few months we are apparently moving our vacation up a month to May. So yay, another 2 weeks of cramming anyone and everyone in for a visit. This would be the part of military life that sucks. Its not being so far away that bothers me, its coming back and not having enough time for friends and family. I can't wait until we at least live in the state so we will have more frequent trips and then family can also come to us.
For now I will go back to the couch. I hurt my back something awful yesterday cleaning and its killing me. I need all the rest I can because tonight I'm going to have to bear through the pain and go in to work. The worst part is there isn't and pain medicine I can take. With surgery a week away i have a page long list of drugs not to take. Tylenol being the only one I'm ALLOWED to take and at the same time being the one I CAN NOT take for personal health reasons.
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