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So, I went to the ER. I still have a fever. My heart rate was 135. I have strep throat and double ear infections. They gave me demerol for the migrane, and some loratabs. Didn't really try to figure out anything about the migrane. He prescribed me a zpack for the infections, because I am allregic to all penacillin products. I'm a little doped up right now, but my head still hurts.
The doctor went to do a rectal exam, and apparently my hemroids are no longer internal. He saw them without even touching me. He prescribed me suppositories. I'm supposed to use them for 2 weeks. If they are not better at the end of the 2 weeks he recommends me seeing my regular doctor for a surgical consult.
I may have to have ass surgery. This is ridiculous. I'm pretty nervous about it.
On another, better note. Ethan spoke to his biological father today. He has only ever met him twice, and both times he was a kid. He spoke to him once like 5 years ago on the phone. We've only heard bad things about him from Ethan's mom, but Ethan's mom is a liar and a fake, so I don't buy much of it. She makes associating with anyone she dislikes very very difficult.
After we see Ethan's mom/sister in memphis, we are driving to chattanooga to meet up with his dad and younger sister (who he has only met once). His dad actually lives in nashville, but he is going to pick up his daughter in chattanooga, and want us to meet him there. He offered to meet us in atlanta, but Ethan though chattanooga would be better.
I am so unbelievably excited about this. Ethan has wondered about his dad his whole life. His mom says that he refused to pay child support and see the kids, but I don't think I buy it. She lies out her ass about everything. Keep in mind that Stormey (ethan's older sister) is 11 years older, and she has said he was an amazing father until their parents split. I imagine she made it very difficult for him, because that's just the kind of person she is.
I've seen one picture of Ethan's dad, and Ethan looks exactly like him. I'm so happy to meet my FIL, and SIL.
My step mom and grandma offered to help pay for us to drive out to vegas. I decided not to. I don't want to be in the car for 33.5 hours with the kids. That's too much for me.
The doctor went to do a rectal exam, and apparently my hemroids are no longer internal. He saw them without even touching me. He prescribed me suppositories. I'm supposed to use them for 2 weeks. If they are not better at the end of the 2 weeks he recommends me seeing my regular doctor for a surgical consult.
I may have to have ass surgery. This is ridiculous. I'm pretty nervous about it.
On another, better note. Ethan spoke to his biological father today. He has only ever met him twice, and both times he was a kid. He spoke to him once like 5 years ago on the phone. We've only heard bad things about him from Ethan's mom, but Ethan's mom is a liar and a fake, so I don't buy much of it. She makes associating with anyone she dislikes very very difficult.
After we see Ethan's mom/sister in memphis, we are driving to chattanooga to meet up with his dad and younger sister (who he has only met once). His dad actually lives in nashville, but he is going to pick up his daughter in chattanooga, and want us to meet him there. He offered to meet us in atlanta, but Ethan though chattanooga would be better.
I am so unbelievably excited about this. Ethan has wondered about his dad his whole life. His mom says that he refused to pay child support and see the kids, but I don't think I buy it. She lies out her ass about everything. Keep in mind that Stormey (ethan's older sister) is 11 years older, and she has said he was an amazing father until their parents split. I imagine she made it very difficult for him, because that's just the kind of person she is.
I've seen one picture of Ethan's dad, and Ethan looks exactly like him. I'm so happy to meet my FIL, and SIL.
My step mom and grandma offered to help pay for us to drive out to vegas. I decided not to. I don't want to be in the car for 33.5 hours with the kids. That's too much for me.