Momma goes to the hospital

Well. You know you're sick when your husband tells the nurse in the hospital, "If she'd been a horse, we'd have put 'er down."
It's been a long horrible week, but I'm back home with my family and slowly feeling a little closer to normal. Been sick since last Sunday night. Ended up in the ER on Wednesday morning, thinking I just needed some fluids to rehydrate me. Then ended up being admitted to the hospital thanks to crazy lab work and wierd little ER doctors. By the time I was released last night, my actual doctor was certain I had a gallbladder problem and it should just come out. Watch what I eat until it does. However, this afternoon, the results of the sonogram showed nothing wrong with the gallbladder, so who knows. I'll do more labwork next week and try to keep foods down. I've had three solid meals since last Sunday, so eating is a little scary right now!
Whatever is or was going on, I'm just glad to be home. My wonderful, wonderful husband has got to be the most stressed out, tired man out there today. He's been so great this week. Being Mr. Mom and doing everything for the boys while taking care of me too. He's done absolutely everything this week by himself. I don't know what I'd do without this wonderful man I'm lucky enough to call my husband.
And also thanks to my momma who came and held my hair back for me on Tuesday with a wet cold wash cloth. The only one brave enough to come around someone that sick, haha, guess it's a momma thing. Love you mom.

Lazy Sunday

I'm so tired today. And I haven't really done anything this weekend. Mike has been gone since Friday morning for his annual hunting trip down south. Guess I'm tired from chasing these boys by myself. Mike really is a lot of help with them. I can really tell the difference when he's gone. I took them to IHOP this morning. I was craving eggs benedict and didn't feel like cooking!
Yesterday we went to Olney to go to Keleigh's birthday party at Ira's house. The kids enjoyed it and we got to visit with the family, so that was nice. Had supper at Nana & Papa Dale's. Mason is still mad at me because he didn't get to stay the night with his Aunt Molly, cause after all, Koy said it was alright!
Before I went to the party, I drove over to the cemetary to see Jeffrey's headstone. It was finally put in last week sometime. And, it's beautiful. I've been driving out there everytime I go to Olney, but for some reason seeing the actual headstone finally there, just made it more real. Final. All I could do was cry. Still hard to believe he's gone.

Anyway, my last couple of posts have been bummers. Try to be more upbeat next time. Oh, wait! I know what I am upbeat about...Texas Tech won again!!

Good news...hard recovery

It's been a rough couple of days. We had Mason's scan on Wednesday. He had to have a catheter and an IV to complete the scan. As much as I love Cook's hospital, I wish sometimes they would just sedate him before doing these procedures. The IV went well, there was a really nice lady who came to talk to him and show him what they were going to do. The catheter, didn't go so well. We had to hold him down, and they had trouble getting it in. It seemed like it took forever to get it in. By the time it was in, Mason was hysterical, I was crying, my mom was crying, and the two nurses were shook up. It was pretty rough. The scan itself though, went awesome. They didn't even do the second half because his kidney was draining so well. This hasn't ever happened! They kept asking me if he'd had some procedure done since the last time, cause he looked so much better. I can't explain the improvement, but I'll take it! It was so nice to leave there with good news for once. My poor mom got a taste of what we've been through with Mason since he was born, it's hard to see him going through stuff like that. He bounced back pretty quick, but couldn't go to the bathroom on his own. The catheter made him pretty sore. Yesterday morning, he was still in really bad pain, so I had to stay home with him again. I won't go into all the details, but it was rough. Seeing your child in so much pain and trying to make them do something that hurts them...well...I'm just emotionally drained. By 3 yesterday afternoon, he finally got some relief. And now he's feeling 100% better. Amazing how quick he bounces back. Luckily we shouldn't have to do any procedures for a long while since he's doing so well.

House Of Poop

Man, it's been crazy lately! I know you are reading House of Poop and saying ugh, where'd that come from? But you just had to be there. Mike and I have been overwhelmed by the bowel movements of our children. To put it short and sweet, Mason has been constipated and Sam got a diarrhea stomach bug. Gross I know, but thus is the life of a parent.
Halloween went well. Mason was batman and Kooper was a scary masked man. Sam was getting over the stomach bug, so he stayed close to the bathtub with his daddy. It was a beautiful night for trick or treating. Also, three years ago we closed on our first house! Still loving Lakeside.
Saturday Molly and I worked on a secret Christmas project, I think it went well. Can't spoil the surprise though, so no, I'm not telling you what we are doing. And yes, Texas Tech beat the Longhorns!! Awesome game!!
Yesterday, Mike and I took Mason to his nephrologist at Cook's. His urine calcium is too high again, so they are upping all his meds. Again. The doctor is hoping that he will outgrow the calcium issue and seems to thinks it's unrelated to the fact that he only has the one kidney. However, regarding the slow drainage from the last renal scan, he doesn't think it's due to the calcium, which is what the urologist told us. He thinks it's kidney function or an error by the radiologist. So, guess what? Back to Cook's tomorrow for another scan. Mike needs to work, so my mom is going to go with me. The scan itself is harmless, it's just that he has to have an IV and catheter to complete it. Luckily we get to come home afterwards. Wish us luck and pray for my little man!

Our Friend Buddy

Mason has an imaginary friend named Buddy. He only comes to visit every now and then. Mainly when Mason is deep in play by himself, and needs someone to talk to. Or when Mason has been in trouble and wants to take his anger out on his friend. My son is very bossy. I have no clue where he gets this from. Okay. I'm lying. I know very well where he gets this from. But, I have to admit I admire his leadership and his standout way of making his ideas and opinions known. Yeah, Yeah, but he's still a very bossy 5 year old. And he loves to boss around his friend Buddy. I guess because Buddy can't talk back. I find it very amusing listening to Mason and Buddy's conversations. It's usually very cute and funny. However, it is not cute and funny when he's been aggravating me all morning while trying to get dressed, and he decides to go yell at his friend Buddy like I have been yelling at him.
This morning, going through our usual routine, Buddy was here for a visit. While putting makeup on, I could hear their conversation. "Buddy, be quiet. Buddy, I said be quiet. Buddy, you are going to wake up Sam and I will be very upset with you. Buddy, get dressed. I said get dressed. Wrong foot, other foot, I said other foot. Please be quiet. Hush! Don't look at me that way! Do you want to go trick or treating tommorrow??"
Cute, huh? Amazing how he can't remember to brush his teeth or put the toilet seat down, but he can remember every word out of my mouth when I'm getting on to him.

Night out with Mike McClure Band

Saturday night, my husband and I actually went out, without our children, with other married couples, and did something fun! Wow, right? Never happens anymore, but we had so much fun!! (Mike a little more than others, haha!)
We had a group of about 16, including Cary, Amber, & Daniel. Mike McClure Band was playing at the Iron Horse Pub here in town. We were worried about it being too crowded, so we got there early and reserved tables. But it never got too bad. And Mike McClure, who I absolutely love, was just standing at the end of the bar like any normal person! Cary took my picture with him, waiting for him to email back to me. I will definitely post that pic! Also got a free cd, and got to dance a little. Was a good night. Tired on Sunday though, not used to those late nights anymore!

Released From PT

Sam had his last check up yesterday with the lady from the Rehabilitation Center. He has completely recovered from his torticollis, and is advancing like he's supposed to. So, they kicked him out! Yea! She was really impressed with how well the shape of his head has recovered. When we started physical therapy, at 3 months old I think, the right side of his little head was so flat. And he always had his head tilted to the right. My goofy husband, would sing that Beyonce song, "To the Left, To the Left, constantly to little Sam. But he just could not turn his head that way. Once we started therapy we learned that we had to stretch his neck muscles to teach him to lift his head up right. I was so scared his little head wasn't going to be right, but it has rounded out and looks good now. She said he had one of the best recoveries from torticollis that she had seen.