~Wednesday- A quick trip to take Andy to get an epidural for his back turned into 7 hours of chaos with the kids. First, the doctor accidentally made "a lumbar puncture" in his spinal cord. In his words, "His a-hole caught on fire!" Yes, it's nice to laugh in retrospect. That made the 15 minute appointment (with kids and books and blocks and noise in the waiting room) into a 2 hour trip. Have you ever taken a "nature walk" through a parking deck? Interesting.
Then, I stopped for take-out lunch to cheer Andy up, only to leave my wallet in the restaurant. I went to fill his prescriptions, only to find the doctor forgot to prescribe the dosage...so back to the office we went. Did I mention I also forgot his insurance card? And finally, I dropped off disability papers for the doctor to sign with hopes of swinging by Andy's office and turning them in (before his paycheck suffered). But I was told it would take 7-10 days to "process" (aka get a signature) which lead me to a mixture of grovelling and crying that I'd rather erase from my memory altogether. The whole day we held our breath waiting for the possible side effects of the epidural mishap. The doctor said Andy might stand up and "have the worst headache of his life". But thankfully, and because God promises to not give us more than we can bear, we were spared.
~Friday was another bad day, unfortunately. BUT, it was mixed with humor, too. (In retrospect, of course.) Friday was our big day. We had an appointment with the orthopedist, which we had anticipated for 2 weeks. We came prepared with over a dozen questions. I won't recount the details of the appointment, but it can't be good when the first words out of the doctor's mouth are, "Well, you look terrible! (looking at Andy) But your wife sure looks good! (looking at me from head to toe and back up to head again) His unprofessional bedside manner just got worse and we learned nothing. Needless to say, we are getting a second opinion soon. Later, Andy was doing his combo of sit and stand that gets him through a meal at the dinner table. The cat got under him and, because we are dog people with a pet cat and have little tolerance for her (plus the bad day and all), he said, "Go away!" My two and a half year old Lydie responded without a pause, "Read some books!" Do you know the movie? It makes me laugh just to think that she can quote it! Here's a hint:
~Since then, life has improved considerably. Andy is getting better every day. He has had a couple of short outings and returns to work on Monday. We enjoyed a visit from Mimi this weekend and are blown away by the meals, yard work, and gifts we have received during this time. Andy received several cards just yesterday in the mail that were so touching. And I have never been so thankful for the every day graces of good health that we take for granted. Tomorrow I will begin posting on the fun memories we have made lately and some planning ideas for summer and school. Maybe we are finally on the mend!
1 comment:
good to hear the humor but sad, sad for all the other hooplah and pain. will keep praying!
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