This past Wednesday I had my bottom two wisdoms removed. I was nervous, but ready to get this behind me! So, with the insertion of the IV, I was in dreamland! When I woke up I felt great, had some excessive bleeding, but other than that, I was ready to go home. Once home, I hopped into bed and relished in the joy of getting to rest and not have to worry about anything. We had scheduled the Wed night bible study to be at our house that evening so Greg and the kids finished up with the last minute cleaning. I know some of you probably thought it was crazy of us to still host the study, but, we thought it was quite clever. Having it at our house allowed the whole family to "be there"! Most of the preparations had been completed in advance so there wasn't too much to be done. So, with one simple switch of the baby monitor, I was able to hear all the sweet sounds of my friends visiting, and I was also able to participate in the lesson! It was great! The first day was a piece of cake. Well, then came the second and third days....
I was SICK as a dog!!! I thew up for two days, which then would start a chain reaction of my holes bleeding! What a pain and what a mess! The other bothersome side effect has been the loss of feeling in my jaw, chin and lower lip. I was warned of the possible nerve bruising and swelling, but, I didn't think it would last this long. Anyone experience this? My biggest fear is that this will be permanent. We're into day five and I have still not regained feeling in these areas. It is SO annoying. The final side effect of all of this has been nursing. Because I cannot eat properly, my milk supply is down. The last two days have been a bit better, but not up to par yet.
God is so good, and even in the midst of this temporary nuisance, God's grace has shone through. I have been pretty much out-of-commission these past five days, so my sweet family has had to run the show. They are doing a phenomenal job! Greg has been able to be home with us everyday (he goes back to work tomorrow), he took all of the kids to the store and got ALL of the grocery shoppong done (he was thankful for my to-the-T list), the girls have prepared all of the meals without any reminding (made easier thanks to the preplanned menu), and they have all made sure all of my needs are being met. So, even when I'm tempted to complain about not being recovered, God shows me how blessed I am. I CAN sit in bed for five days and not worry about the household falling apart....not that this is my preference, I'm pretty miserable, but, that I have a precious family who has pulled together to make things run smoothly.
I'm also reminded to keep things in perspective.....I didn't just have double hip surgery, I'm not going through chemo, I haven't been sick for a year.....I just had my wisdoms pulled, something that will benefit in the end, I hope. Yes, I know it's all relative, but I need to remind myself that this is just a small inconvenience and that I'm blessed beyond measure to have such a wonderful, caring family! Please pray that I will regain feeling soon and that I will be well by Thanksgiving! Boy, will I really be bummed if I can't enjoy all the wonderful food on that glorious day!
Married just two short months, I flew to San Antonio, TX from Modesto, CA to visit my soldier who was just finishing up basic training. This picture was taken at the River Center Mall on his "free day".
Greg and I were all about sports. One of the sports we enjoyed doing together was Track and Field. Yes, that was my track uniform! Are you diggin' the Oakleys and the acid-wash shorts?
This one was during a track meet. We're resting between events.
Oh my!!! Winter Formal. Yikes!
My basketball star! Just to give a little perspective on this photo, the tall guy on the far right was 7' 2". White boys CAN jump! ;-)
Our engagement picture.
The wedding party. Unfortunately, our eight rolls of wedding photos were lost.....never to be found. What little photos we have were sent to us from sweet relatives.
Our first duty assignment was Jolly Ole England; RAF Alconbury. We were obviously bored this day and had nothing better to do than to play dress up. I am seven months pregnant with Cheyenne in this picture. Ahhh....the fun.....
And here we are.......eighteen years older and eight children later. We are blessed beyond measure, eternally thankful for each day we've spent together. Here's to eighteen more years.....and then some!
