Friday, February 13, 2009
More spoken words, 17 down 38 to go, and adventures in the ER
Okay so I forgot a few; yay, ta-dah, one, two, three, cold, head, hair, eyes, ears, nose, bum, snack, uh-oh, and tickle.
Today I realized I've lost 17 pounds since July, now its not great, but I'm trying to stay positive and focus on the progress rather than how long its taken me, and how much further I have to go before I'm to my goal of 55 pounds lost. I have been going to The Difference, an aerobics gym, I work in the daycare once a week for an hour so that I get free membership, so its great!! And its SO much fun!! I try to get to 2 or more cycling classes, a cardio class and an interval class a week..... I was surprised how much I love spinning, its such a good workout!
Andrew is working graveyards this week and I signed up for a 5:30 am spinning class, and he doesn't get home from work until 8, so I asked my cousin to come stay with me so that I could go to the class. Well we had dinner and everything was fine. I started getting the boys ready for bed, and wouldn't you know it I found a big sticky sucker in my bed, and William was having bathroom issues, so I threw the sheets in the washer and helped him.... He was okay and I asked him to go to bed and we got into a giant fight..... I think because he never fights going to bed but for some reason he did last night, so he finally goes to bed (after an hour of making up excuses not to go) and I start to get to work on Matthew when I suddenly get the most excruciating pain in my upper abdomen/rib area, it doesn't get any better.... So I call Andrew and he says to go to the ER, Heather asks if I can drive myself and I know I can't.... So she called my BFF/neighbor Debi and Debi came over to stay with the boys, she took me in.... The pain was still at about a 9 or 10.... They took X-rays to make sure there was no bad stuff, which there wasn't, so the Dr. gave me a "GI cocktail" and some Zofran because I was feeling nauseated and also some mophine for the pain.... SO what was it??? I guess the official diagnosis was a stress induced acid reflux attack. So I now have to add Zantac to my daily regimen of medicine for a month, see how I feel when I don't take it and go from there... I'm SO thankful that Heather was here and that Debi was willing to help and that there isn't anything major wrong with me!
But the acid reflux really does seem to be emotionally tied, because today I took the boys to my grandma so I could rest and also work.... While driving there I heard Matthew coughing and then he started crying, I asked William what was wrong with him and he just said that he thought he was tired, we pull into the driveway and go to get him out of the car to discover him covered in throw-up..... I took him in and my grandma took over and I seriously got another attack!! I went home because I did have to work and my wonderful grandma took care of him, he was fine but then she gave him lunch and sure enough when she was getting ready to bring them back here he threw up again!!! She said Will had more bathroom "issues" again today too so I guess my boys have some sort of flu bug, I now have emotional acid reflux, and Andrew is working another graveyard tonight.... wish us luck!! I also have been having a hard time sleeping.... I got some Tylenol PM to try before I go to bed but with both boys not feeling well I don't dare try it without Andrew home.....