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Semi-Vacation

2 Jul

A little over a week ago I took a bit of vacation with my mom, dad and Lila (Josh had to work.) I call it a semi-vacation because there were dr.’s appointments involved and you can’t really count that as vacation. Our destination was the Cleveland Clinic in Cleveland, Ohio. I had an appointment there with a specialist about the vertigo I have been experiencing for about 4 years now. My dad also had an appointment with his back surgeon to follow-up and get cleared. I wasn’t holding my breath for any big cure because over the last four years I have seen numerous doctors and had a battery of test done multiple times. Overall, I was really pleased with their diagnosis. They agreed with previous dr.’s that I have migraine associated vertigo. However, they took more time with me in explaining why they thought that was the case and what the possible solution was. Basically over the past four years I have been dizzy constantly. Not dizzy like I am gonna fall over but dizzy like I just got off a boat and it NEVER stops. The only time it did stop is when I was pregnant. They said a lot of times migraines can either get a lot worse or a lot better during pregnancy and that is why they believe it is that type of vertigo. I have started a new medication in hopes that it can help. It takes 6 weeks to get to the top tier of the dosage so it will be a while before I really know if it is helping. I am so thankful for the people in medicine and just hope I don’t have to walk around dizzy the rest of my life. However, while we were there I saw people in much worse shape than I am in and it made me so thankful for each day I can get out of bed. I am grateful so many people dedicate their life to medicine and healing those that are sick. You don’t know how much you appreciate those people until you need them.

Onto the vacation part of the trip. My brother and I were born in Oxford, Ohio which is right outside of Cincinnati so we decided to stop by for a few days on our way home. My mom and dad lived there for 8 eight years and it was fun to listen to all the stories they had to tell. We got to go by and see the first house I first lived in. The town is a college town and the house is part of student housing now so all the houses are named. Ours is called, “Rhythm and Brews.”

The town has the cutest little town square and we let Lila run around. She had a girls gone wild moment.

This is the hospital where I was born.

She loves her G-Mama.

It was a quick little trip but I am really glad we got to go. Lila was a trooper. She did really well in the car but she was ready to be done by the end. Her face says it all.

Baby’s First Stitches

24 Apr

Last night was eventful.

Scary and eventful.

Lila had waddled into our bedroom and I was right on her heels. We usually play in the living and dining room and close the doors to the other rooms. However I had just cleaned the house over the weekend and the words, “there isn’t really anything for you to get into” rolled off my tongue. Those words hadn’t been uttered for more than 15 seconds before there were blood and tears. I went to tickle her belly as I do daily and she lost her balance and fell sideways. I knew she hit hard but I thought she just hit the floor. Nope. She caught her eyebrow on the corner of our metal bed frame. As soon as I got her into my arms I knew it wasn’t good. There was dark liquid coming from her face and I panicked. My immediate thought was, “it could have been her eye.” It wasn’t her eye but that is the only thought I could process. I was sick to my stomach and Josh and I were trying to stop the bleeding while she was in tears. It was deep and it became clear this was going to involve a trip to the hospital. After about two minutes of rocking her and wiping her face, Lila calmed down and was ready to get in the floor and play. It wasn’t playtime though, so we got in the car and headed for Children’s Hospital.

I bet we got stuck at every red light, got behind every granny and anyone who wasn’t from around here. It felt like it took a lifetime to get there, it probably only took about 10-12 minutes. Once we arrived, Josh dropped us at the door and we went to check in. I was irritated there were people in front of us, I was irritated the lady’s computer was running slowly, and I was irritated they said her name wrong. Obviously I wasn’t handling this very well. I couldn’t even give them Lila’s correct birthday and had to go back and correct the month she was born. Luckily, we hadn’t even sat down when they called us back to triage. The staff and nurses were amazing. They finally put me at ease and I didn’t feel like I was going to explode. I realize the reason I was angry was because I was upset with myself and then I let everything around me affect the situation.

I know these things happen when little ones are toddling around but it doesn’t make it any easier to see your child in pain and think you could have prevented it.

Lila was a champ. She was dancing and smiling for all the nurses. If you couldn’t see the evidence on her face, you never would have know she was hurt. They had her stitched up and had us out in just under an hour. Lila got a popsicle out of the deal which she loved.

By the time we made it home it was about an hour past her bedtime and it was clear she was exhausted. I held her on my lap as she drank her milk and continued holding her til she fell asleep. I didn’t want to put her down.

I am just so grateful her injuries weren’t worse.

Aggravation

21 Mar

As I write this I should be sitting at home recovering from my trip to Cleveland.

I never made it.

I have been suffering from vertigo like problems for over three years now. I have had every test under the sun and have been to see specialists about the condition. I will have to go into more detail about the whole problem at a later time.

Anyway, my dad was going to Cleveland Clinic to follow-up on his back surgery that he had a few months ago and we thought that might be the perfect time for me to tag along to see another specialist. It took an act of Congress to get our appointments scheduled on the same day and to figure out the hotel, flights, car service and a million other details.

On Monday the day had finally arrived for us to leave. I was a bit nervous because I don’t love to fly but I was looking forward to finally getting another opinion on my condition. Once we arrived at the airport we found out our flight to Charlotte had been delayed which was going to cause us to miss our connecting flight. They wouldn’t be able to get us there in time for the first appointment. “Aaahhhhhhhhhhhh!” That is me screaming in my head. All that planning down the tubes.

So, as of now we have things rescheduled for June 5th. It seems like a long a way off at the moment.