Goff...party of three?
Well, we all fell apart today!
Three of us, at the doctor! After 3 days of serious pain, numbness in my left arm and shoulder, I decided to drag myself to the doctor and beg for some relief...oh, did I mention that dang achilles tendon? Still hurting.
Shelbie...still sick. Nausea, acid to her eyeballs and other unmentionables. Despite the fact she feels so lousy, she is still working...what a champ.
Sam reminded me yesterday that his cellulitis toe is still dank and disgusting. So, what better day than the first day of October to get on top of things?
Here we are, waiting for the poor doctor who has to deal with the likes of us. He drew some blood on me to check some mineral and vitamin levels. He addressed my swollen and red joints and wonders if my auto immune disease has progressed to something additional to my Ankylosing Spondylitis. It is so weird that my joints are dying off one by one and there is no end in sight. I finally, begrudgingly, consented to a steroid shot to see if we can get things calmed down. Bleh...I hate steroid shots! I had him address my foot too and he agreed that the best way to deal with the Achilles tendon issue and tarsal tunnel is to keep it immobilized for at least 4 more weeks! I hate this AND if one more person tells me it's my fault since I don't stay off my foot, I'm going to kick them in the throat with it! Unless they would like to take over paying all my bills, I suggest they keep their suggestions to themselves. This is frustrating enough without the peanut gallery.
Poor Sam! He had to have his toenail removed and it was a painful procedure despite all the numbing meds! He was super brave though. At one point, he said, "Mom, just so you know, this is all your fault!" It's true, I sort of forgot about the toe because he stopped complaining about it. But either way, the toenail had to come off. It looked horrific! A huge raw,gaping slab of flesh. The doctor said to prepare for 3 days of throbbing pain! I wish it didn't have to be like this but alas...such is life. He informed me that I owe him a year of Ironport drinks. I guess I got off easy this time!
Shelbie has to have some more testing, possibly a scope to find out what is going on and if the bacteria is dead or if we have secondary issues like a bleeding ulcer. There's always a catch with her right? She has to be off her antacid medication for two weeks before they can do the testing or they will end up with a false negative! Here we go again!! Sunday was plenty miserable for her even with the meds for acid. I ended up going to two stores after church to find some natural foods, herbs and over the counter things to help calm her poor little stomach down and give her some relief.
Three of us, at the doctor! After 3 days of serious pain, numbness in my left arm and shoulder, I decided to drag myself to the doctor and beg for some relief...oh, did I mention that dang achilles tendon? Still hurting.
Shelbie...still sick. Nausea, acid to her eyeballs and other unmentionables. Despite the fact she feels so lousy, she is still working...what a champ.
Sam reminded me yesterday that his cellulitis toe is still dank and disgusting. So, what better day than the first day of October to get on top of things?
Here we are, waiting for the poor doctor who has to deal with the likes of us. He drew some blood on me to check some mineral and vitamin levels. He addressed my swollen and red joints and wonders if my auto immune disease has progressed to something additional to my Ankylosing Spondylitis. It is so weird that my joints are dying off one by one and there is no end in sight. I finally, begrudgingly, consented to a steroid shot to see if we can get things calmed down. Bleh...I hate steroid shots! I had him address my foot too and he agreed that the best way to deal with the Achilles tendon issue and tarsal tunnel is to keep it immobilized for at least 4 more weeks! I hate this AND if one more person tells me it's my fault since I don't stay off my foot, I'm going to kick them in the throat with it! Unless they would like to take over paying all my bills, I suggest they keep their suggestions to themselves. This is frustrating enough without the peanut gallery.
Poor Sam! He had to have his toenail removed and it was a painful procedure despite all the numbing meds! He was super brave though. At one point, he said, "Mom, just so you know, this is all your fault!" It's true, I sort of forgot about the toe because he stopped complaining about it. But either way, the toenail had to come off. It looked horrific! A huge raw,gaping slab of flesh. The doctor said to prepare for 3 days of throbbing pain! I wish it didn't have to be like this but alas...such is life. He informed me that I owe him a year of Ironport drinks. I guess I got off easy this time!
Shelbie has to have some more testing, possibly a scope to find out what is going on and if the bacteria is dead or if we have secondary issues like a bleeding ulcer. There's always a catch with her right? She has to be off her antacid medication for two weeks before they can do the testing or they will end up with a false negative! Here we go again!! Sunday was plenty miserable for her even with the meds for acid. I ended up going to two stores after church to find some natural foods, herbs and over the counter things to help calm her poor little stomach down and give her some relief.
oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I understand not being able to stay down completely. I really hope the steroid shot help you! Poor Sam, getting a toenail removed would be the most painful thing ever! makes me hurt thinking about it. Acid pain is awful! I hope she finds relief with the natural things you've found. What does this all mean with her and mexico? can she still go? hope so. I'd hate for her to miss out on a fun vacay from being sick and miserable. What can I do to help you guys? please let me know.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness! You will all be in our prayers!
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