Diagnosis

So for those of you who I haven't talked to here's a run down of what went down with my hubby's illness. He was having stomach trouble Saturday, by Sunday night it was really bad- I didn't know how bad it was because he didn't wake me up. The next morning he was looking really rough, he didn't talk about it, it was just rough and he wasn't able to do much. He had had the same issue a few times before and was always blown off by the doctors as having some sort of stomach bug. I felt like something was wrong- he was acting the same as he usually does but this time I just had a feeling. I insisted he go to the doctor (he got the first appointment) and I insisted he get every test including an CT scan. He went- and they called him back when they got the results and told him to go to the ER immediately.

I threw him and the kids in the car- called my mom a handful of times because she wasn't picking up, when she did our conversation was literally Mom: "Hey", Me: "Hospital, NOW", Mom: "I'm on my way"*Click. She took the kids from the parking lot and we got checked in. After hours in the ER where they determined that Don had a perforated bowel caused by an acute diverticulitis flare up we were taken back and Don was taken into a 3 hour surgery. It's a very serious condition- luckily we caught it early, had good doctors, and Don is young and therefore could fight his body fighting him. My friend Amy sat with him into the wee hours of the morning until Don was out of a successful surgery and I was able to go back and see him (a total of about 4/4.5 hours.

My mom stepped up and took the kids for the 4+ days that he was in the hospital so that I could be with Don. I had a slew of friends take the kids for a few hours at a time so that my mom could get some work done. My Mom, Amy, Crissy, Leigh and Julie made it possible for me to be there for Don with my full attention.

He is still trying to recover- he can't pick up the kids, he gets winded going up the stairs and he is still fighting pain. He has to go in for a follow up surgery in a month and then will go through another round of recovery. This is a long, terrible process. He will have Diverticulitis for the rest of his life, but at least now he has a diagnosis so he should be able to treat it before it requires surgery next time. So that's where we are now...

Taking care of the kids full time by myself (including the switch over to daylight savings time which throws off sleep schedules), House Showings (with constant cleanings), making and serving 3 different meals a day to 4 different people (between allergies, post surgery diets and age restrictions on foods I am making probably 10 different meals a day) and everything else I am ready for a vacation.