It's been a crazy few weeks. My Riley girl ruptured her ACL and had to have surgery (to the tune of $600 MORE than quoted.... sigh...) on the 24th. She came home 3 days later with 40 staples down her leg, on cage rest for 6 weeks, a pain patch, and a big plastic cone on her head. It was a lot more than we were prepared for, logistically & financially!
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| Poor Riley |
Friday I had a tooth pulled, and it was pretty painful and traumatic. The smells reminded me of the hospital and I am still not 100% past my last c-section, and the blood was pretty bad... I passed out. I shouldn't be surprised, but I was, since I haven't passed out in a few years. I really, really hate it when that happens.
The following Monday, the 28th, Big Guy had surgery - tonsils & adenoids removed. He made it through surgery fine, but WOW is that stressful. I went back in the OR when they put him to sleep and was in PACU when he woke up. My poor baby. Even now, a week later, he's still having pain (referred pain to the ears?) and is just miserable. And he kinda sounds like Minnie Mouse - his voice went up 2 octaves! I read that it's not permanent, but we will see. I hope not - he is miserable and he sounds funny too. What a combo.
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| He had no idea what was coming... |
On top of it all, my poor husband fell down the stairs the other day and has been limping around. And thinks he might be fighting a virus and was feeling dizzy. (All that I could think was "Suck it up Buttercup." Is that wrong?)
At least Rocco and the Little Guy are ok.... Did I mention that this past Saturday was my birthday? Yeah, it pretty much sucked.
I need a bigger umbrella. Or maybe a bigger boat.
