Don't Faint...
Jul. 25th, 2007 05:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ohginnyfanTwo posts - back to back days! Unbelievable!
I wanted to thank everyone for their kind thoughts and prayers as I'm going through this whole process of finding out what's causing the pancreatitis.
I've always had a sort of irrational fear of dying young, so when my health is threatened, I really go into fear mode. And that's a lot of what's going on.
I don't so much fear dying as I fear leaving my young boys behind before they're raised. And that's where a lot of this whole "petrified" state comes from.
Anyway, the CAT scan is tomorrow at 9:15. I have to start drinking the stuff tonight (it's a CAT scan with contrast), and I'm trying to "Hope for the Best".
Yesterday was my first day back to work after vacation - I had been off since the 12th - and it went well. It was a good diversion from what's been going on. And I was actually looking forward to going back - which is odd for me, but I guess with what all went on on vacation and the fact I do like my job, it was a nice change.
After work, the eldest had to be dropped at a swimming party for his class at school (it's a yearly thing) at 5, the youngest had a basketball game at 5:30, the second oldest had basketball practice at 7 (same spot as the youngest basketball game), and the husband had a band concert at 6:45. Basically, I left work at 4:25, got the kids, picked up money for the swim party (I had 1 large bill left from our vacation and I didn't think the swim club would break it), dropped the eldest off, took the youngest to his game and watched it, ran the kids through McDonalds to eat a quick dinner, ran the second oldest back to basketball, took the third oldest and youngest and went to listen to the hubby play in the band (which thankfully got over about half-hour earlier than anticipated, and he took the youngest home with him), went back and picked up the second oldest (with the third oldest in tow), and then back to the swim party to pick up the oldest.
All in all - I left the house yesterday at 7:25 AM. I got home at 8:40 PM. o_O
Tonight isn't horrible - the youngest has bball practice at 5:30, then home. I start drinking the lovely CAT scan cocktail at 8. Then at 9. Then tomorrow morning at 7:15 and 8:15.
Thanks again to everyone for the lovely thoughts and prayers. If I could ask that they keep coming?
*hugs y'all*
I wanted to thank everyone for their kind thoughts and prayers as I'm going through this whole process of finding out what's causing the pancreatitis.
I've always had a sort of irrational fear of dying young, so when my health is threatened, I really go into fear mode. And that's a lot of what's going on.
I don't so much fear dying as I fear leaving my young boys behind before they're raised. And that's where a lot of this whole "petrified" state comes from.
Anyway, the CAT scan is tomorrow at 9:15. I have to start drinking the stuff tonight (it's a CAT scan with contrast), and I'm trying to "Hope for the Best".
Yesterday was my first day back to work after vacation - I had been off since the 12th - and it went well. It was a good diversion from what's been going on. And I was actually looking forward to going back - which is odd for me, but I guess with what all went on on vacation and the fact I do like my job, it was a nice change.
After work, the eldest had to be dropped at a swimming party for his class at school (it's a yearly thing) at 5, the youngest had a basketball game at 5:30, the second oldest had basketball practice at 7 (same spot as the youngest basketball game), and the husband had a band concert at 6:45. Basically, I left work at 4:25, got the kids, picked up money for the swim party (I had 1 large bill left from our vacation and I didn't think the swim club would break it), dropped the eldest off, took the youngest to his game and watched it, ran the kids through McDonalds to eat a quick dinner, ran the second oldest back to basketball, took the third oldest and youngest and went to listen to the hubby play in the band (which thankfully got over about half-hour earlier than anticipated, and he took the youngest home with him), went back and picked up the second oldest (with the third oldest in tow), and then back to the swim party to pick up the oldest.
All in all - I left the house yesterday at 7:25 AM. I got home at 8:40 PM. o_O
Tonight isn't horrible - the youngest has bball practice at 5:30, then home. I start drinking the lovely CAT scan cocktail at 8. Then at 9. Then tomorrow morning at 7:15 and 8:15.
Thanks again to everyone for the lovely thoughts and prayers. If I could ask that they keep coming?
*hugs y'all*
