Wednesday, 20 July 2011

One of those weekends......

so we knew I was having problems with the gall bladder after a trip to ER during one of my late night attacks at the begining of the month. I had these pains for at least half of the pregnancy, sometimes a week would pass without any othertimes 3 out of 4 nights I'd be up wincing with pain - put down by my OB as everything is getting squished up and protesting don't worry about it. the last attack had been just after babykins had been born while everything was still shifting back and then nothing......

til the week before July 4th when I had a late night attack that lasted hours and nothing worked, not the painkillers or anything time it happens said I we'll book an appointment and see the doc.....

3am on the morning of the 5th found Xero rousing babykins from her sleep to put her in the car and drive me to someone, none of the local emergency walk in places were open so off to the ER we went. A few hours and some morphine later the bloods came back indicating gall bladder and a small scan confirmed it. Saw our Docs office that afternoon and booked in to see a surgeon the following monday. That weekend was sore but the pain meds they'd perscribed were keeping things at bay enough for me to keep going. Saw the Surgeon who wanted a proper scan done just to document things since they couldn't get any details from the ER but since he was 99.9% sure he also went ahead and got us to schedule the removal of said gall bladder. Had the scan Wednesday and was very very achy afterwards, pain continued at achy but manageable until friday lunchtime when it got excruciating.....a bout of vomiting later and we were back in the car on our way to ER, So much pain I know I nearly passed out a few times. Bloods, meds, another Scan, said I'd developed Pancreatitis as well and they wanted me admitted, got transfered tothe hospital our surgeon works out of since he was already on the case and after quite some chasing up the on call doc actually perscribed more than one dose of painkillers to last through the night. IV hooked back up and Xero took babykins home, she'd been an absolute trooper and his Aunts arrived to stay the night with me because he didn't want to leave me on my own.

Saturday started with a visit from my surgeon......who explained what was going on, but couldn't figure out why the ER had told him one thing and me another (that there was a visible gallstone in my pancreas - the scans they sent over didn't show this) so we had xrays and an MRI to take a closer look, the Gastro-enterologists nurse practicioner came that evening and talked to me about what they didn't find and the possibility of them scoping me and was very nice. Next morning my Doc was back to explain that although nothing obvious showed in the MRI my blood levels were still all over the shop and he suspected that there might be something in there they couldn't see so they had decided to scope to make sure. Sunday was fairly quiet, I'd spiked a fever the night before and the pain had been lessening since then - did i pass a stone perhaps...we'll never know, but they did let me have a liquid diet for the day and Jello has never tasted so good.

Monday I got scoped, luckily they knock you out completely because I'm not sure I could cope with a tube down while still awake. I wasn't out long, they found nothing there, so the all clear was given for the already Scheduled surgery on tuesday. Tuesday I had surgery, Laproscopically done so I have 4 fairly tiny scars on my belly, surgery went well they tell me, i was out quicker than estimated and back to my room to continue recovery in just a few hours. I did feel sick after so had some meds for that which meant I had to eat and not be nauseous for a few hours before they'd let me go home. We finally got home at nearly half 8 last night to a very tired babykins who was still very stressed by all the crazy goings on. Grandma had driven down from Ohio on saturday so she could take care of babykins and she's been a real help in keeping her in a routine and in her familiar place with her toys and everything and bringing her to the hospital to see me as well. I know it's been hard on poor babykins to suddenly not have the one person who is always here, there.

So today has been challenging, I can't lift or carry or even pick babykins up because she's too heavy with just having had the surgery. the scars are in places that if she gets fussy with her feed she can really hurt me with a well place elbow or knee, she's been quite happy to have me home I know that but i feel like theres not much i can do with her, even though i know i need to recover and heal up myself.

On a positive note My Dad has finally been given the all clear to fly and is coming out with mum on Friday to take over babykins wrangling and sick cattiekins nursing from grandma. We're excited about this because although he's talked to Babykins on the phone and over the Skype video, they have yet to meet in person. I know he's been itching to get here for cuddles and to meet his youngest granddaughter properly.

Now i really should go take some meds and then go to bed once they kick in......

goodnight blog

Sunday, 10 July 2011

time flys......

.....and remembering to blog is something thats not ingrained into my system yet, that and the last few months have been a whirlwind of events and stuff.

We had babykins baptism, she wore the replica of L's grandmothers robe and it was a hot May sunday. There were lots of family there to see it along with her godparents, her Aunt Kristen, Uncle Richard and our dear friend Anne. My great Aunt flew up from Florida to spend a few days with us for it, and my uncle and cousin flew down from Canada to do the same. It was a really nice ceremony, she behaved so well during the whole thing, smiling and tears until afterwards when she was starting to get a bit hungry.

Babykins and her godparents

Nanny then stayed with us an extra couple of weeks to spend some time with babykins, grandad is yet to make it over the big pond to see her because of ongoing tests, something we hope will be over and sorted very soon. During this time babykins started talking.....firstly it was baba the day before everyone flew in, followed soon by dada which remains her favourite. before nanny flew home we'd also had a mama and nana though these are still scarce - it's like the baby in Dinosaurs she knows you want her to say it so she won't say it. She also started soldier crawling, but of course has decided that rolling is faster and now rolls everywhere and anywhere rather than crawling. We've started sitting up on our own and can nearly get ourselves from our tummy to sitting without help, we also like standing and taking the weight on our legs and can stand holding onto something.

June was also a busy month as well as a hot one. We had her little cousin's baptism (we say little he's bigger than her but two months younger), which was on yet another extra hot day, and meant babykins got to spend time with grandma and pop. We started to react to the cat and want to play with her. Mitzi has been really good and the few times Babykins has grabbed rather than petted she's not reacted like she would if one of us did it....I'd expect claws if i tugged her tail like that...baykins got a head whipped round and then a's like she knows the baby doesn't mean it and doesn't mean to hurt her. On the other hand babykins has decided it's fun to yank mummys hair by grabbing it at the roots which means it doesn't matter how I wear it or if I had it cut- pull she will continue to do.....I've had some success with saying OW loudly when she pulls but it doesn't always work.

The end of June was also the time when we visited the beach for the very first time and saw the Ocean. We liked looking at the ocean and we liked the dry sand on our toes......but the minute the waves hit mummy while mummy was holding us.....did not like, or getting her feet wet, though I made sure she wasn't immediately whisked away and 'paddled' for a little bit. We did however love rolling around the floor at the OP house and showing Grandma and Pop what a big girl we were eating all our food and the puffs she likes so much as well as sitting nicely and standing up holding onto the table.

with mummy looking at the Ocean

So why such a late night post, well someone likes to vary her bedtime depending on her mood and she's only just gone down after a long day. Mummy's on pain meds for a hopefully soon to be gone gallbladder, which means she was playing Daddy up when he's been trying to get her to go to bed. Daddy has been a trooper with her this weekend and hopefully we'll have news and be able to book a nanny or grandma to come help while I have and recover from surgery......She'll love having someone extra here to be cute with.