Sunday, December 26, 2010

Incisions

Incisions are just gross. They itch, they are ugly, they pull when you move the wrong way. They are gross.

Incisions are amazing. Doctors can cut you open and your skin will grow back together. It will fuse into one piece and eventually you won't really feel anything in that spot.

But mostly...they are gross.

Feliz Navidad

I love the way that my family celebrates Christmas. It is such a relaxing and unhurried affair. This is a result of three basic Christmas rules that Ben and I have established. They are as follows:

1. Stockings will not be opened prior to 6:30 am.
2. There will be no presents opened until after we get home from church.
3. There will be NO presents opened until we get home from church. (Rule number two seems grossly unfair to our children and thus requires some repeating).

Usually we don't even open our presents until around 1:00 in the afternoon. After all, we can't open presents on an empty stomach. It is nice to make the joy and expectation last just a little bit longer.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Yikes.

Yesterday was one of those days. You know the type well, the type where from the moment you wake up in the morning things are going wrong.

First, I received a call from the babysitter that she was very sick and couldn't watch Sophia. This normally would not have been a problem except that second, I was going to have gallbladder surgery that day. Fortunately, we were able to have a friend watch Sophia at the last minute and my surgery went as scheduled.

We picked up the kids, came home and I put myself to bed. It seemed like the end to our trying day was in sight. However, we were to be surprised still further when Connor started throwing up around 7:00 pm that night. This mean that poor Ben now had to take care of a bed ridden wife, sick son, and nine month old baby.

Connor continued to throw up off and on throughout the night and Sophia did her part by waking up at 3:00 am in full giggle.

Connor has ceased throwing up, Ben could use a nap, Sophia is still a giggly chatterbox, and I feel like I had surgery yesterday, but things are slowly resuming to normal in the Ockree house.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Crawling

Sophia started crawling today. Ben and I were really excited about this until we remembered that now she will be getting into everything. Time to put up the gates!

Thursday, December 9, 2010

What the...?


I have to have a HIDA scan to figure out this gallbladder stuff. I was wondering what exactly a HIDA scan was when I found this very comfortable image from the internet.

Thanks internet. Now I feel a lot better about this whole thing.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Sludge Factory

For the past six months (or if I am being honest 9 months) I have been experiencing a pain in my lower abdomen off and on. I have assumed this pain was a number of things - cramps, muscle pain, heartburn, a reaction to eating too much ice cream, etc. The pain comes on quickly and lasts for a half an hour to two hours and is gone in a flash.

On our recent trip to Illinois I again had one of these attacks. Typically my attacks happen late in the night. I'll wake up at 2:00 am suffer and then go quietly back to sleep. On this recent trip, I suffered an attack very early, around 5:00 pm or so, and Ben witnessed this. As such, he demanded that I quit putting off going to the doctor and make an appointment. He was sure I had gall stones.

Well, today I received the results of my lab work and I don't have gall stones. That's the good news. The gross news is that instead I have sludge in my gallbladder. How gross is that? I have some more testing to do in order to determine if that sucker is going to have to come out. For now, I will just walk around feeling like I need to take a shower..inside my body.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

The Connor Challenge

Connor is a good kid...Connor is a good kid...Connor is a good kid.

This is the current mantra that Ben and I are chanting in the Ockree house. Connor is in a very challenging mood lately. If we tell him to do something he does the exact opposite, if we punish him it results in hysterics, if we don't punish him it results in him walking all over us.

These are the days that we want to pull our hair out and wonder what on earth we are doing wrong. How can it feel like we are making so much progress for a couple of months and then all of the sudden feel like we are back to square one...or even worse, behind square one?

During these days we have been advised to watch him sleep and remember that peaceful and quiet little face during the hair ripping out moments that are sure to come during the day.