You know what? I'm quite tired of pretending that everything's okay. It isn't. I'm literally falling apart from the inside out. In the nine weeks since Tobie was born I've had the following procedures:
- Upper endoscopy (EGD)
- ERCP (endoscopic surgery)
- Echocardiogram
- Gastric Emptying Study (eating a radioactive egg)
- Head CT Scan
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Plus, I got told on Friday that I may be looking at surgery for a "gastric pacemaker" in the near future. I mean, if it's the miracle that cures my gastroparesis and enables me to eat solid food? Great! But surgery isn't my idea of a good time.
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Hah!
I feel like at some point, something has to give. And I refuse to change my Hebrew name or check my mezuzos or get some hocus pocus person to come in and get rid of the ayin hara (all of which were recently suggested on my FB posts). That's not going to make my plate any less full and it'll just piss me off. ;)
I figure when the kids are in their 30's we'll get a proper vacation. Though we'll probably be so far in debt from paying day school tuition that we can't go anywhere then either!
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My kids *are* awesome, and worth every bit of stress it took to get them here, and I wouldn't survive without my husband who couldn't possibly be more supportive. Thank heavens for the good things in life.
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