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Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Seriously....Again?

On January 11 of 2013 I had surgery to remove stomach tissue from necrosis that I got from a c-section gone bad. August my wound area had finally closed up. For 6 weeks after the surgery I had to endure a wound vac which is the most painful thing I had to ever go through. The home health nurses would come three days a week to change the dressing and I would scream and cry. My dad would have to leave the house because he couldn't handle hearing me and my mom would hold Jack in the front room and just cry. We were forced to live with my parents during that time because Jeremy still had to work and I couldn't take care of Jack on my own. 

Well like I said, in August it had finally closed up so no more. I thought things were finally looking up. Well at the beginning of December the area started really hurting again so I went to the doctor and he said there was a lot of scar tissue and that I would need surgery to have it cleaned up. The pain continued to get worse. Like really worse.

On Friday I noticed a quarter-sized knot to the side of the wound area. I showed my mom when she stopped by to visit. Well Tuesday it was really hurting so I had Jeremy come take a look and feel around and well that quarter sized knot had grown into the size of a baby's fist. I called the doctor right away. He gave me some low dose pain medicine and I go back Thursday for an ultrasound. 

I'm starting to feel like this is happening all over again. I can't do it again. I just can't. I meet with a surgeon on the 10th but depending on the ultrasound I may be doing something different. 

Please pray that we figure this thing out. I really want 2014 to a good and healthy year.

Jeremy sleeping beside me after the January 11th surgery.


The awful wound vac....wouldn't wish this thing on anyone.
Imagine that thing being pulled out of your insides? Does. not. feel. good.
 

10 Facts About Our Relationship






1. We met at a bar called All Stars and it was really loud so when he said his name was Jeremy I thought he said Jarrod and that is what I put in my phone when we exchanged numbers.

2. On our first date he brought me flowers. The florist told him to keep them cold so he put them in the freezer and I ended up with frozen flowers. He apologized so many times. They were dead by morning. 

3. We moved in together only after 3 months.

4. I picked out my own engagement ring. We went just to look because I wanted to give him an idea on what I would like. We found a great deal on an engagement ring with two wedding bands so we went ahead and put it on layaway. He wanted to do it that way so he could still surprise me when he proposed.

5. He proposed as I walked out of the bathroom in a hotel room we were in while I was at a work conference. After saying yes I went downstairs to the bar and took a shot to calm my nerves. This was in November. 

6. On New Year's Eve we planned our whole wedding together on our chalkboard wall. Later that night we watched a Big Bang Theory marathon and then acted as DD's for some friends. We are such exciting people!

7. Jack was the act of make-up sex. We had went to that same bar where we met so I could meet up with a friend. I had promised we wouldn't stay long. Well he was ready to go and I wasn't. He left and I stayed. We had a huge argument when I got home. I got sick of fighting so I kissed him and well....you know. 

8. Jeremy was at work (and would be for a few days) when I found out I was pregnant with Jack. I really wanted to tell him in person but I had to talk about it with someone and I didn't feel right telling anyone else before telling him so I went ahead and called him at work. I busted out crying as soon as I said the words.

9. We got in a fight the night before we got married. I was pregnant. We had already paid for everything when I found out so we just went ahead with our plans. Every was drinking but me and then his buddies started talking about taking him to a strip club. He put me in a bad situation because I didn't want to look like THAT wife. He wouldn't have wanted to go but he was all drunk and his buddies were all drunk and excited. I told him he could go but yet he knew I wasn't okay with it. He ended up not going but we fought about it well past midnight. Of course, the next day when he was all sober he felt like a fool and everything was good. 

10. When he is at work he calls me every night and we do our phone ritual. One of us will say "I love you this big". The other will say "I love you bigger than this big". Then one of us will say "I hope you have sweet dreams" and the other will say "I hope you have sweet dreams". Sometimes we will say "I hope you get to dream" because he is an EMT and is often up all night and I'm a mom to a baby who doesn't always sleep through the night. 

I hope you have enjoyed a little look into our marriage. 

Tell me a fact about your relationship. I'd love to hear them!