Friday, June 24, 2011
Enough to drive a woman insane!
What a week it has been! Last Friday I was able to be by my younger sister's side as she gave birth to my nephew. What a beautiful event it was. I was even able to cut the cord. I may have participated in four births but never got to see the business end. I am so thankful she let me be a part of that day. My nephew however, has a congenital heart defect. He has transposition of the great arteries. Basically they are flipped flopped and the oxygenated blood isn't getting out to the rest of his body the way it should. He will be having open heart surgery to correct it this coming Tuesday. I ask that you pray for him or send well wishes his way. He is doing well right now but the surgery is a must. He is such delicious little baby.
Yesterday my husband had an appointment with an ENT. He has a tumor near his parotid gland (saliva gland). Due to the location of the tumor my husband will have surgery sometime this summer. The ENT is almost positive that it is not malignant but that it should come out. The surgery will include a large incision down the side of my husband's face (seen the movie Face Off, anyone?) and will involve a major facial nerve. If the nerve is cut or injured he could lose function in the right side of his face (think Anthony Hopkins in Legends of the Fall). The ENT assured us that it was rare for that to occur but was still a risk.
Add to all of this the fact that I am trying to finish LPN clinicals and it has been stressing me out since last week we had so much homework it was ridiculous. I am ready for a break.
When it rains it pours at my house.
So this morning I woke up at 5am because my body is used to it from getting up early for clinical days. I could not fall back asleep so I decided to read for awhile. The book was wonderful but the end was so emotional. I could barely read I was crying so hard. Between the story line, my nephew and my husband I emotionally vomitted right there in the family room. I could not stop crying for anything. This went on for two hours. My husband saw me and laughed. I was covered in tissues and my eyes were red. Tear streaks stained m cheeks and I had that weird crying gasp. What a way to start the morning.
I am glad it is now the weekend. I am hoping it is a calm one but I won't get my hopes up. God, won't give us what we can't handle, right? I am wondering if he has me confused with someone else.