Dec. 2nd – Trisha goes to the hospital with a ruptured cyst. Takes 3 weeks to recover.
Dec. 22nd – J gets a sore throat that causes quite a concern as it starts to turn into a chest cold.
Jan. 1st – J finally gives in and goes to the Dr. diagnosed with Bronchitis and given antibiotics
Jan.5th – J goes BACK to the Dr. because he is not feeling any better, in fact he is feeling worse. Diagnosed with an ear infection along with the bronchitis, given a different antibiotic.
Jan. 10th – Trisha goes to the Dr. and diagnosed with a Sinus Infection, given antibiotics.
Jan. 14th – Trisha goes to the E.R. diagnosed with Ovarian Torsion and has surgery. Still recovering.
Feb. 1st – J goes to the Dr. yet again and is diagnosed with a UTI. Given another antibiotic.
Seriously…what is wrong with us?!?! I feel like the universe is trying to give us a message. Maybe that message is just to keel over and die. I dunno.
In 4 years of marriage J has been to the Dr. exactly twice before all this. He is now on 4 in the past 2 months (he went another time that is not listed because he felt like the bronchitis was lingering but they said that was normal). He is the type of guy that will not take any medication or go to the Dr. unless absolutely necessary. So I know when he says he needs to go…he is sick.
Anyways. Pretty much just the same old around these parts. Healing really good, the surgical glue and scabs are starting to come off my incisions which actually has made them feel a little worse. I guess just because the skin is so raw underneath. The scars are looking pretty narley.
Still trying to deal with the emotions of it all. One day I’m great, the next I’m a mess. First I’m laughing, then I’m crying. I’m up and then I’m down. I feel like a damn Katy Perry song. Please just make this all end. If we could both just get healthy I might be able to move on.