So, my grandma has this insanely annoying way of listing who of her friends are sick, who are dying, and who are dead. Morbid, I know. I can't stand when she goes on and on about their medical conditions and symptoms...
That being said.
We are sick up in here, let me tell you about it! LOL!
So...James, is going in for a colonoscopy on Monday, which I am hoping reveals that he is fine, and will explain the ridiculous amount of blood in stool he has had.
I've been doing some research, and he has most of the symptoms for Crohn's disease, which is actually very treatable.
I am praying (something I never do) extremely hard.
I went for my post-partem checkup yesterday...yes, Lily is 13 weeks, but my doctor canceled my appointment twice. So I finally went in yesterday, and he confirmed my suspicions. My thyroid is wonky again.
Five years ago, after having Joey, I developed a cyst on my thyroid. It's called post-partem hypothyroidism. The cyst grew and grew until it was the size of a golf ball. No joke. It was that big.
I finally had it looked at two years ago. They did an ultrasound, a biopsy, and said it was not cancerous, but it had to be removed. They also said because it's on my thyroid it was causing me to be all out of whack. So I had it removed, and have been on a hefty dose of meds since then. They always told me there was a chance it could grow back, or that any of the many nodules I have throughout my neck could decide to rapidly expand like this one had.
Well, they did. My original cyst has grown again, and even though it's not nearly as big, it's def. large. It has enlarged my thyroid, which is probably my thyroid trying to work a double, maybe even triple it's work duty. This would explain my constant and debilitating fatigue lately. (I was actually starting to worry I was pregnant again!!! AHH!!LOL!)
SO. I have to go back to the Endocrinologist, more test, more biopsies, ultrasound's, big long needles in my neck. Yuck. I am not happy about this!!!
So, after all that, last night I get home, and am working on my mini album for the DT call at AMM, and I cut the tip off my finger!!!!!!!!!! It hurt like a motherfuckingsonofabitch. and it gushed blood. LOL! I held it above my head for awhile and bandaged it up a few times....It still hurts and look fugly. LOL.
So, then, TODAY, I take Joey to his BFF Justice's birthday party. AT A ROLLING RINK. Like, who knew it was cool to go rolling skating again??!! My mom came over to watch Lily and Jake so i could take Joey, and we get there, and I decided to put some skates on, becuase Joey had never skated before, and I thought it would be fun to teach him...(Even though i cannot skate worth a damn) We made it halfway around the rink, and SPLAT. I fell. Backwards onto my elbow.
N0w, I have had nursemaids elbow since birth and am double jointed too...so I'm used to popping my elbow in...but my elbow is OUT. Like fucking OUT. It hurts, and I am too stubborn to go to the freaking ER to pay them $100 to pull on my arm. So, I am here. And useless....and it's my right arm to boot. Why couldn't it have been my LEFT??!!
At least I can still type though? Right? I mean, that would be the real tragedy. If I couldn't type.
So that's my weekend so far.
How are YOU doing?
