Wednesday, April 17, 2013

The week of blahdy blahdy blah blah..

    Soooo.....now that I finally have a moment to breath *takes deep breath*, I guess I can finally take some time to finally post on here considering it's been waaay too long since the last time I did. Too much going on for someone who feels like they normally have nothing to do. Between my 4 year old getting tubes in his ears (again!), and my husband going to multiple appointments only to find out what we pretty much knew was going to happen, I haven't really had any time to myself.

    What's going on with the kid and hubby you ask? Nothing big. My youngest has dealt with ear infections repeatedly since day one. He had tubes when he turned one and did fine for a few years. Then the infections started coming back. His original physician had moved on so I was stuck with some crackpot that didn't seem to understand what 'azyromiacin resistant' meant. Finally my doctor took up family practice in the town we recently moved back to so I took him there. After only a few months he had no problem referring my son back to the specialist. Now he has to endure not only the tube procedure, but a separate procedure for his adenoids (tomorrow, the 18th) because stupid insurance won't cover both being done at the same time.

     As far as my husband goes, his isn't really that big either. His all started years ago, but now it's just finally gotten to him enough that he actually did something about it (like I told him to do then *sigh*). His knee has always given him trouble, but like all stubborn men, he tried to at like it's no big deal. Now it's finally hurting him enough that he couldn't stand it anymore and he FINALLY felt it was time he should talk to the doctor. It probably doesn't help that we go to the same doctor and I kinda went in with him and tattled on him. What? I was sick and tired of the whining about the knee that he wanted something done, but refused to take the initiative to do anything about! So, anyway, after several appointments to the specialists, MRI's, etc., they tell him he needs knee surgery. Now he's a little upset. Not at me. Just upset in general because he doesn't know if he'll be missing 3 days or 2 weeks. And even after they fix the tendon tear, he'll still be in some pain because they told him he also has arthritis in the same knee. I tried to explain that at least the tear will be fixed and won't get worse and cause something more painful to happen. I think he just likes being grumpy some days.

   Well, that's my week in a nutshell. And I still have more of it to come (ugh, don't remind me!). So I'm gonna just try and get a few more breaths in while I can before life  starts running me over again! So see ya'll later and peace out, rant on!

-Sesshy

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