A Little Frazzled

Lost Feather

As if things weren’t crazy enough around here, I got to add spending a chunk of my day yesterday in the ER with Hubby. Apparently it was his turn to enjoy the fun filled time of getting poked and prodded.

Thankfully, it turned out to be a kidney stone and not something worse. Not that that is a nothing kind of thing and he still has to pass the damn thing, but… it could have been so much worse.

Prepping and going through the whole window replacement process wasn’t enough to make life crazy. I also had to have that leak, which we think we have fixed, so that part is over. A big part of the problem is that both of those are going on while trying to help MC through his own surgery recovery.

MC’s surgery was planned. The surgery itself was pretty minor, but the predicted recovery could be long and drawn out. We tried to schedule it around everything else in life that was going on while trying to make sure he would be all healed up by the time school started again in the fall. So far, we managed decently, though he was pissed that he didn’t get to swim on the 4th as is our family tradition. Even with that plan, we have still had to go back to the doctor every week for check ups on his healing process. He has been one hell of a good patient and flew through it all amazingly. He has healed incredibly well, with zero of the expected/common complications for that type of surgery, which has even blown the doctor away with how well he is doing, so that part is actually really good. Just another thing going on.

The shower leak, obviously wasn’t planned and was taken care of easily, but the timing of it just stressed me the hell out right before the windows were due to go in.

Then to get woken up early yesterday with Hubby in excruciating pain that just would not go away just about tipped me over the stress edge. He waited for a few hours thinking it would pass. He is not one to ever get sick or complain (much), so I knew he was beyond miserable. And… he never gets sick, so it was scary as hell waiting to find out what was wrong.

I am relieved it was nothing worse. He is as well. Lots of meds on board and he is feeling better, but he still has a ways to go before this is over because the stone isn’t small. There is a chance that he will end up back in the hospital having them intervene to get it out, but they want to see if his body will handle it on its own first. The poor guy is still feeling some of it even with the meds. He did mostly manage to keep his humor through it all, joking with the nurse about how having a kidney stone is often compared to giving birth and when he was going to get his epidural. That helped to take the sting of worry out of the situation a little.

It is just one of these times where it seems that everything hit all at once. There were several other smaller, but just as annoying things going on in the middle of all of this, like my vacuum crapping out on me and my dryer starting to make an irritating, squeaky noise (that I haven’t even begun to address yet). I’m ready for things to calm down, but we still have a whole lot of things on the calendar for the rest of this month and then we have to begin to focus on getting the kids ready and back to school. So, yeah. I’m seriously frazzled right now.

 

Author: TJ Fox

Slightly sane artist, book addict, wife and mom who is forever rethinking her place in this world.

5 thoughts on “A Little Frazzled”

    1. Thanks! Hubby is still miserable and the last couple of days have been focused around him, but I’m incredibly grateful that so much of the other stuff is done and nothing else has popped up since.

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