The Rest Of The Story

What a weekend it has been. I went to bed on Thursday night counting down the hours until my boys and I would be with McDaddy.

At 5:20 am, I was awakened by Stevie who was screaming from the potty that his sides were hurting. He had a fever of 100.9. I gave him tylenol and he went back to sleep. At 9am, I called his Doctor to get him an appointment so we could be sure it was safe to leave the country.

I tried booting up my laptop so that I could let McDaddy know what was going on and it was DEAD. Just great! (The Peek saves the day again!)

We headed to the Pediatrician for blood work, a chest x-ray (because his sides were hurting they were concerned about appendicitis). All of that checked out and as the day wore on, I felt worse. I was sure it was nerves. We left the house around 2pm bound for DC. We stopped around 5:30 for dinner and I could not stand the smell of the food in the restaurant. I was feeling worse by the minute. We pulled over several times en route on the side of the road for me to throw up.

Upon arriving in DC, my dad and the my boys went father-in-law’s apartment. My FIL drove me to a hospital in Alexandria, VA. The wait was 3 hours and the place was packed. I decided to go home and get some rest hopeful I would feel fine in the morning. I ate nothing all that day and threw up what little bit I was able to drink.

The next morning, (1:45am) I woke up and felt fine. We had to be at the airport by 4am and I wanted to give myself plenty of time to make sure I felt well enough to go. I took a shower, put on my make-up and got a glass of water. Within seconds of drinking the water, I threw it up. I knew then it would not be wise for me to get on the plane. I prayed that God would help me know I was making the right decision and went back to bed.

I was heartsick but was not confident I could take care of the boys on our seven hour trip. Both of them cried when I told them we could not go. It broke my heart. Physically, though I was sure I was making the right choice as hard as it was.

We headed home around 9am. By 10am, I was doubled over in the front seat of the van. My dad pulled into a mulch shop to get directions to the nearest hospital. As God was watching out for us, we were 4 miles from the Frederick Maryland Medical Center. I was there for about three hours and was diagnosed with either the stomach flu or a severe reaction to an antibiotic I was taking for a swollen gum. (That’s a whole nother story.) For about three weeks I had a sore place on my gums. I thought I had cut my gums while flossing, but after three weeks it was still swollen. As it turns out, I had something lodged in there (straight-up nasty) and on top of that I had an infection. I was put on 875 mg twice a day because apparently an infection in your mouth is dangerous. The ER Doc said that 1 in 3000 people get a reaction to an antibiotic that causes sever abdominal pain and vomiting.

Guess who the one was?

I am home now and feel much better albeit very tired. I have slept most of the day.

In everything though, I am thankful. I am thankful I was not alone with the boys on the trip. I am thankful I was not the Code blue in the ER (the young girl passed away), I was thankful that I was able to be released. I am thankful I had the good sense to stay off of the plane. I am thankful that Stevie has a computer in his room which I can use until I get a new laptop or until mine can be resurrected.

Thank you all for your prayers and concern.  And in the words of Paul Harvey, now you know the rest of the story.

“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” Romans 8:28

Much love to each of you!

Julie

Comments

  1. says

    Julie,
    I’m just heartbroken for you! Tears, my friend…tears. I am just now reading all the drama that has happend in your life as it’s been “baby week” around here! (On friend gave birth on Tuesday night…and another on Friday…she had some big time complications…but God is good and everyone is well…PTL!) So when I read all your posts about everything…ugh! I know it’s hard to understand WHY but we do know that Our Heavenly Father knows what’s going on! I’m so sorry you didn’t get to have your visit with hubs! I hope you and the boys recover quickly and PTL you were not alone! Praying for you!!!
    Love,
    Teresa

  2. Beth says

    I am so sorry your trip was canceled – but remember – God knows the best plan for all of us and He knows you needed to stay here this week.

  3. says

    I am simply sad for you, and your ill feeling trip. So sorry you couldn’t go see McDaddy. Hopefully you are all feeling better, and your computer will come back to life soon.

    Hugs to you!

  4. says

    Oh, honey. I’m so sorry to read this. Words just escape me. Big hugs to you. I’m glad you’re feeling better and glad you had family close by to help.

    Agape~

  5. Les says

    Bless your sweet heart, I’m so sorry to hear about all of this. I know you made the right decision, but I’m sure it was heartbreaking for you and your boys to not see McDaddy. :0(

    Hope you’re feeling better, Julie. I’ll be thinking of you guys.

    ~Les

  6. says

    I’ve been that one in ___ (insert unbelievably huge number here) before too. That sucks doesn’t it?

    Glad you’re feeling better. And glad to see you’re finding a silver (okay, fine, grayish) lining to that cloud. Hang in there.

  7. Uncle Andy says

    I am glad you listened to your inner self, god forbid what kind of treatment you would find in Cuba hospitals, So sorry that you and the boys missed your visit with Steve after all the time and preperations etc. I was looking forward to your blog on the trip with your wit and humor, but glad your safe and sound in the mountains of WV.

    as always all my love to you all

  8. says

    (((((hugs))))) I was quite unwillingly awake from 4:30 a.m. to 5:30 a.m. this morning alternating between thinking about strawberries (long, boring story…) and praying for you. So glad you are feeling better!

  9. says

    O, my,word! I’ve gotten really behind in reading posts, as in I haven’t read at all this week until today. I am so sorry to hear about your ordeal.
    It sounds like you made the tough but best decision. So sorry that it turned out this way but hope you are feeling better!

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