Life.Is.Crazy. September 2010

Life. Is. Crazy.
And thats an understatement!
The past three weeks I feel like I have been to hell and back. My grip on reality was wavering last week when I started to feel the post par tum depression come back on. I cried and reached out for help, going to my doctor. I'm so glad I did. I went back on medication which seemed to help steady things out, for the most part, right away. Thursday last week was a really rough ride. But Phil helped me out.
On Friday Phil's life fell apart. Literally. Around 5 am he started feeling a little ill and by 9:30am I was home, trying to convince my husband who was buckled over in pain to let me take him to the ER. Being a dude, he said no. And after sitting there with him, and even attempting to call 911, and his refusal, I had to get back to work. All day my day was filled with calling his mom and informing her of what was going on. By 6:30 I was home. He was still buckled over in pain, and he still wouldn't let me take him to ER. I was trying to care for Phil as well as Ava at this point.
Around 10pm, when I was heading to bed, I asked him again if he wanted to go to ER, but again, I got a refusal. DUDES. I swear!!!
So I went to bed. And exactly an hour and a half later I was woken up by screaming. So I went to find out the source and it was coming from Phil. So I ask him again if he wanted to go to ER and this time he said yes!!!
So I gathered Ava, and Phil and off to the ER we went.
I stayed with Phil while he checked in and got situated in the room. I stayed with him for about 2 hours but then Ava started getting a little fussy so I had to take her home. And I slept as best as I could for about 2 hours.
I kept texting and calling Phil.
I didn't go back to the hospital until about 8am. At that point Phil was admitted to a room and a bunch of testing had been done. He went through 4 IV bags before he was even 50% hydrated again.
Phil had the worst doctor ever. Didn't tell us anything. The RN and CNA were totally awesome taking care of Phil.
On Sunday he was let out. We had NO idea what he had except for dehydration.I saw him at 1pm and he was still in pain. At 1:30 he called me to tell me that he ate a sandwich and the doctor said he could go home. WHAT?!
Well I had an interview with a potential babysitter at 2pm so I told him I would be there as soon as I could.
He went home and at 6pm he slept. He got up from 12am-2am and slept again until about 9am. I had made him an appointment with his primary care doctor. At this point Phil wasn't feeling any better, in fact he was slipping into the pain he was in on Friday. So by the time we went to the doctor he was buckled over in pain in the doctors office. His doctor went over his test results (which they did not go over at the doctors office with us), he had acute renal failure, which means, when we went to ER Friday night his liver, kidneys and pancreas were not functioning at all. The test results were still not right on Sunday when we left which made the doctor really question what was going on and why they let him out of the hospital. So the doctor called the ER and let them know we were on our way back over.
We went back to ER. It took until 7:30 for Phil to get a room. I stayed with Phil almost all of Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday. Except for picking up Ava I was with Phil. I can't tell you how squirmy I get when I have to sit for more than 2 hours! I was dying!
On Wednesday night I went to the house and met a girl named Whitney, who was interviewing for the nanny job with Ava twice a week. It went really well so on Thursday Whitney came to the house and was with Ava. It was a horrible day. Ava started teething so she was crabby. Our power was shut off because I lost track of time and didn't realize what day it was or how late in the month it was, so the nanny's first day consisted of a teething Ava and the power being shut off. And then I had my parents pick up Ava because I had no idea what time Phil was getting out of the hospital. So finally we get out, we got to Costco go drop off Phil's 8 new prescriptions, and get dinner and go to the house and then totally forgot I gave Whitney the only key I had to the house! OOPS!
Let me back up!
So on Thursday Phil got a new doctor! Finally! In the 7 hours I sat with him, I never saw him. But in the morning before I was able to get to the hospital, Phil saw the doctor and got his diagnosis. Gastricperisis. Which is usually accompanied by Diabetes. We are waiting to see the GI Specialist before we say for sure that he has Diabetes or not but he does has Gastricperisis.
Anyways. Its been a wild week. What a crazy crazy week. I seriously thought I was going to lose my mind today with all the stress from the week.
I have such awesome friends! My friend Cheryl came twice to rescue me! She came for about 2 hours on Sunday so I could see Phil. Then on Tuesday or Wednesday after work she came and she was going to watch Ava while I sat with Phil for a little while but Phil fell asleep so she and I went to Starbucks with Ms A and Miss A. They had a play date. My parents were a life saver to take Ava Monday thru Wednesday and my brother and sister in law were totally awesome letting me invite myself to dinner on Saturday because I was freaking out that Phil was in the hospital.
Seriously, I have the best people I could ever ask for in my life!
Thanks be to God for saving Phil's life and for letting us get answers so we can move forward and move on from here. And Thanks to God for blessing us with a great family and great friends and the right people to enter our lives.