I remembered what I wanted to write.
Last night in church, we sang "Honey in the Rock." It amazes me sometimes how certain things bring up very vivid memories. I can never sing that song without remembering a friend (well, at the time I considered him a friend, but I've lost touch and, with how things were and such, I somehow doubt he'd have any interest whatsoever in being in touch now) named Bruce Garraway
. There were several of us singing (maybe it was the choir? but a small choir) this song, and he had the tenor part. He sang it very well.
Robby had a migraine, so he stayed home today. It was kind of nice to be driving again. Although, driving didn't really lessen the movement-sickness effect, so thankfully it isn't very far from home to church.
There was something else I wanted to write here, but I cannot remember what it was. I hate it when that happens!
Let's see. Where to start!
Well, we went to the doctor appt, and everything looks good and I have an ultrasound appointment Tuesday.
We got to our friends' house (where my children were) and when I walked down the hall to use her bathroom, I got hit with a horrible headache, which never DID go away yesterday. Thankfully, it was gone this morning.
We came home, and my father-in-law came over with privacy fencing panels (3), with which they made a "storage area" by the side of the house. That way our stuff doesn't look like such a mess behind the house. Robby said if he'd known then what we know now, he would have avoided a corner lot! ('cause *everyone* can see into our back yard)
While they were working on that, the guy from whom we're buying the house stopped by. This is the man who said (and who other people said) he would not be interfering, and once we signed the papers, he would not act like it was still his house, etc.
He gave Robby grief up one side and down the other over different things - the azaleas that we planted to move in, died; the trampoline has been sitting there for a few weeks kinda falling apart until we get time to get the recall-repair kit put on it; the monkey grass he gave us to put by the driveway - which Robby DID plant - died ("you can't kill monkey grass!" - well, it was already mostly dead when he GAVE it to us).... just stuff. Robby was very *NOT HAPPY* about all that. He said he can't expect us to keep redoing this stuff every year, and if we could afford it, we'd go get a regular loan and pay him off so we wouldn't have to deal with him anymore.
We're working on digging up an area in front of the porch (we=the dc at the moment) to plant some new azaleas and some other flowers that one of the bus kids gave us. Not sure yet what we're going to do by the driveway.
I do think I'm going to spend some time outside, though... it's BEAUTIFUL out there today!!
I'm walking again! That's such a nice thing to be able to do.
I had an appointment with a "care coordinator" this morning to fill out paperwork, and I have an OB appointment tomorrow morning. I'm very tired from getting up at 6am; those of you who know me, know that I am NOT used to getting up that early!
Fifth day of the fifth month of the two-thousand-and-fifth year... cool, huh?
Ok, so, update.
Robby found me a used wheelchair at a thrift store, but I hope I don't need it. I would if we go much of anywhere, because I still can't walk far, but I *did* walk to the mailbox at the end of the driveway, and back.
I also now have a medilert bracelet that we plan to engrave with the info, but I have a card in my wallet that explains I'm on Fragmin and pregnant.
Guess that's all for now :)
I'm doing a little better, as evidenced by the fact that I'm here - at least briefly. My leg is still swollen, though I think it has started to go down a little, and my sciatic nerve is still pinched, but all-in-all, I feel better.
I appreciate the prayers of those who prayed for me through this, and of those who continue to pray.
Sorry for not updating, but I've been in the hospital.
Thankfully, I am home now.
First of all, last Thursday (4/21), I may have already mentioned my scare with my leg turning purple and swelling, then going back to normal...
I had trouble walking, but was otherwise ok for the next two days. Things went along pretty much normally.
Sunday morning, we went to church as usual. I leaned on Robby to get in to the building, used the railings to get up the stairs, and sat in the pew in the classroom... we stayed up there for children's church. About 11:15, I shifted positions and my leg started swelling and turning purple again. I got up, moved around, tried to get my back to pop (thinking that would fix it - it seemed to have on Thursday), but it didn't work. I sent Bob for Robby (who had gone downstairs) and when he saw it, we immediately left, and tried to get in touch with our chiropractor (still going on the back-pop thing from last week). He (understandably) doesn't answer his phone on Sundays, but since he is also a customer - and a friend - we drove to his house.
He agreed to meet us at the office... I was in severe pain and the leg was continuing to swell. He did all he could, and the muscles in my back (except the one that is causing my pinched sciatic nerve) responded nicely, but the swelling didn't change at all.
The chiropractor seemed a bit frightened by how the leg looked, and recommended we go to the ER. Robby (still going on last week's experience) thought we could just go home and he could massage it and it would do better, but it hurt SO bad, I requested to follow the doctor's recommendation, so we did.
We should have gone straight to Huntsville, we would have seen someone at least and hour and a half sooner. We waited in Scottsboro's hospital for 2.5 hours for them to tell us they couldn't do anything and we needed to go to Huntsville. They DID give me a shot of nubain, which put me out and did help the pain a little... and Robby drove me to Huntsville.
Once we got there, we waited for another couple hours (I have no idea exactly how long, since I was out of it from the nubain) until the meds started wearing off and the pain started returning in earnest. They quickly found me a bed and gave me a shot of morphine, which, while it didn't touch the pain, put me out to where I didn't really *feel* it, except when I woke up.
They took ten or fifteen vials of blood for tests, and did an ultrasound on my leg, and later one on my abdomen.
The ultrasound on my leg found blood clots in three veins.
The ultrasound on my abdomen found a 2.8cm (from crown to rump) sweetie, 9 weeks, 4 days, healthy heartbeat, due date by sono 11/23... and a possible subchorionic hemorrhage (uterine wall bleed). Because of the sc/h, I am having some spotting occasionally, but so far there hasn't been anything enough to worry about, thankfully.
They finally admitted me to a room at 1:30ish on Monday early morning. They started me on Fragmin (blood thinner injections) Monday and I will be on them until baby is born, then on an oral thinner for a few months after that.
My left thigh is still swelled to about twice its normal size, but I can bend my knee almost to a 90-degree angle now, so that's progress. It won't hold my weight, yet, so I'm using crutches to get around the house.
Oh, and also... my aversion this time around seems to have shown up... meat and bread items are unappetizing to me. I've been living on fruit, veggies, and dairy.
I dreamed last night
that I was buying a huge amount of baby boy clothes... but still wasn't sure it would BE a boy... but when I went to pay, my purse was missing!