My husband is awesome
Apr 12My husband really is awesome. Gracie is on a backwards sleep schedule and seems to think around 10pm is naptime and wakes up in the middle of the night and then goes back to bed and sleeps until late afternoon. Well, he got up with her at 6am and let me sleep. He had an appointment at 9am and he woke me up at 8:30 to take him, then we got back and he let me go back to sleep instead of napping himself. Well, I had a seizure while sleeping which kicked my ass and I continued sleeping until 3:30pm, when I had to get up to take him to another appointment. We get back and all try to lay down but Gracie wants no part of it so he again lets me sleep until I wake up at 9:00pm. He also has changed every diaper, fed her and bathed her. He’s also going to stay up, despite only getting a few hours sleep, because he knows Gracie won’t be laying down for some time and doesn’t want me to have to worry about her while feeling as shitty as I do. My head is pounding, my back is KILLING ME (muscle spasms and all) and I can’t get comfortable for crap.
I’m so glad to have a husband that realizes parenting is a joint responsibility. Gracie is being overly cute and asking “are you OK?” every time I whimper or whine in pain too.
Frustration and Hormones
Apr 10I think I’m having a hormonal day because I’ve felt on the verge of tears all damn day and every little thing makes me want to break down and cry.
I also had my 17 week appointment today and that frustrated me even more because I think my doctor was in a rush. I briefly heard the nurse mention to him something about being at the hospital at 3:30 (my appt was 2:30 and we weren’t even seen until like 3:15). He did a quick scan and said the spine looks good but the butt is down. My fluid levels are good and my BP is excellent. All the tests I got (hep B, C, etc) came back negative as I knew they would. He didn’t do the 3D or 4D or even measure the baby like he usually does and it just seemed like he was pushing to get us out the door. Needless to say, we didn’t find out the sex and he didn’t even attempt to see. Hopefully my next appointment won’t leave me feeling so UGH.
Still no news on the job or moving front except for the fact that we have to be out by April 30th since we put our notice in during the middle of March. BAH. I think an early bedtime will be in order.
Apartment Showing and a Visit to the ER
Mar 29Last night I got to spend from about 10:30 until approximately 1 a.m. in the ER, no thanks to Randy’s back and lack of insurance even though we applied for him in October. We got notice like 3 weeks ago that he was finally approved for the state insurance, but it didn’t kick in until April 1st. This entire time he’s been home he hasn’t had his inhaler, his anti-depressants or his anti-anxiety medication. I love healthcare. Srsly.
His back pain has been getting progressively worse for the past 3 days and we were hoping to hold out until his insurance kicked in before going to the doctor but when he was near tears last night and had to crawl up the stairs, we knew enough was enough. He’s no stranger to pain either. He’s had a car fall on and break both of his feet and he didn’t go to the doctor for 2 days as he fought off the pain, so I knew it was serious. We had to go to the ER 1.5 hours away because that’s where both my mom and my MIL live and I wasn’t taking Gracie to sit there. Anyways, the best they could do was to give him a shot of Toradol and a Flexeril for immediate relief, 3 hydrocodone for the next day and a prescription for 20 Flexeril to last him until he gets into the doctor. He called the doctor today and the soonest they can see him is April 9th, so this should be a FUN week and a half. They think it’s either a disc or a nerve issue, which requires an MRI to identify. It’s also risky for him to be taking medications like these, being an addict and all.
We stayed at my MIL’s house and today when we got home there was a notice on our door to give us 24 hour notice that the apartment is being shown at both 12:30 and 1:30 on Saturday. BLAH. This means I have to bust my ass tomorrow making the house look presentable. I was hoping to avoid that intense deep cleaning until we had to move. I think the biggest thing I need to do is shampoo the living room carpet though. We have until May 1st to find a place. Still no news on the job front though. :-\ Boo. Randy is calling Kraft back on Monday to do yet another follow up. Maybe persistence will pay off eventually.
