When it rains it pours here. And oh, is that exactly what it’s doing.
My post on Thursday detailed my own semi medical emergency that I was going through, and just as I had FINALLY agreed to go to the ER to be seen on Friday…guess what happens?
I get a call from my son’s school that my oldest son had fallen at recess and hurt his wrist. According to the nurse, it “looked a little wonky”.
Oh boy. Yeah, before even seeing him, I just knew it was broken.
So I raced over to his school, picked both kids up early since I figured I wasn’t going to be back from the ER in time for school pick up for my middle child, dropped him off at home with my husband, and took Christian for X-rays.
And yup. It sure was broken. Both bones, actually. His radius and his ulna. 🤦🏻♀️
Since it’s quite literally bent, the doctors had to reduce it…where they kind of force the bones back in alignment by straightening it. That hurt him a ton, but he handled everything really well. I was really proud of him. For an 8 year old, he handled his first broken bone experience really amazingly.
He spent the weekend mostly relaxing on the couch watching tv….which is FAR from how I typically let them spend their weekends. So he was definitely a happy kid in that regard!
He’s going tomorrow morning to get a cast put on, which definitely can’t come soon enough, because that splint is struggling to hang on there as it is. I’ve already had to rewrap a good part of it, so I’m hoping it can last another 24 hours.
Now…let’s talk about Phoenix.
I took Phoenix to the doctor last week because he was complaining about stomach pain. He’s had no appetite, been extremely tired, and had a stomachache and headache for over 2 weeks now.
He had an abnormal UA, but it wasn’t a UTI either. We treated him for constipation, because that was an issue, and the reason I took him to the doctor in the first place…for an xray to get confirmation on that.
Well, we “cleaned him out” constipation wise over the weekend, thinking it would alleviate his symptoms, but they’ve just been getting worse. He’s not eating, he still has stomach pain and an intermittent headache, and he’s extremely tired. Falling asleep during the day, and going to bed early.
So I made another appointment for him to be seen later this afternoon, because something is clearly wrong with him.
I mean, the kid took ONE bite of a cupcake yesterday, and then told me he was done, and I could throw it away. What??! Yeah. Not good.
Where does that leave me?
Yeah. I’m still not great. I definitely still have some issues going on, I feel like crap, but I don’t have time for my own shit right now.
I’m worried Phoenix is going to need to be admitted to the hospital because I’m sure at the very least, he’s dehydrated or lacking electrolytes from not having much input at all this week. And I still don’t know what’s wrong with him.
I’m worried Christian might have also hurt his elbow, and that he’ll end up in a long arm cast instead of a short arm cast. I think it’ll irritate him a lot more, and be a lot heavier.
I’m worried about my husband, who is doing his best to support me while I’m supporting all of them. I worry that I’m too much of a burden on top of everything else.
There’s just a lot going on. And I’m worried about all of it. On top of that, I really do not feel good physically. And I know something is wrong.
We’ll get through all of this, we always do. But it’s definitely turning into another challenging season medically.
All I can do now is prepare. Prepare for a possibly hospital stay. Prepare for Christian to need a lot of extra help the next few weeks. And for me to push through, regardless of how I feel physically.
Prepare for feeling gross and stressed and overwhelmed…but allowing myself to feel loved anyway.
Yeah, there’s a lot of storms happening around me.
But I don’t have to push away the people that love me. I can still let them in. Even when everything feels hard.