Thursday, February 28, 2008
Prior to going to bed, I had left a message at Dr. Anderson’s office voicemail, explaining our desperation and the lack of care we had received at the hospital. We talked to his nurse Tracy yesterday morning and she was appalled that we still had yet to be seen and cared for. She had us go down to an imaging center in Auburn where Mike got a CT/KUB done and he was given a disc to take back to Dr. Anderson’s office. Everyone at the imaging center was wonderful and worked quickly to get him in and scanned in a timely manner. As we were going through the motions of getting this done, the pain was getting worse and worse. I continued to give him doses of dilauded every couple of hours.
When we got to Dr. Anderson’s office, they got us checked in and obtained a urine sample from Mike. It would be the last time he would be able to urinate on his own for 12 hours. After that, he got completely blocked and could no longer empty his bladder. Dr. Anderson was very displeased with our course of treatment. He just didn’t understand why he wasn’t called by the ER when we were there – he had been on call. And he didn’t understand why were transferred to Swedish and not Auburn, where he has privileges. He also did not understand at all why no one at Swedish addressed the problem at all. All they did was put a band aid over the symptoms. They showed us a copy of the CT scan and although we aren’t radiologists, it didn’t take a brain surgeon to see the many pebbles illuminated on the film. Dr. Anderson agreed that the problem needed to be dealt with… immediately. Finally… an end in sight!
We were taken downstairs to the Rainier Surgical Center where we received the royal treatment! We were well aware that we would likely be the last case of the day and that would be several hours away. Still, we were so grateful just to have the opportunity to have the problem fixed. And they were willing to have Mike go into the back and get an IV and some pain medication while he waited. What a blessing that was. He wound up needing to be medicated every 40-60 minutes just to keep him somewhat comfortable. The staff was amazing. Darinda, Larry, and Dr. Frerichs took such loving care of us. They constantly checked in on us and made sure Mike was comfortable. Finally, at 7pm, they took him back. While he was in surgery, I took off to eat. I hadn’t eaten anything but a granola bar and a bit of chocolate all day long. When I came back, they were still working on him. During these few days at Mike’s side, I read the second half of Baby Catcher by Peggy Vincent. Then I started reading Animal Farm by George Orwell. For some reason, I had never read that book in school and was really interested in it. What a great read!!
Finally, they called me back. Poor Mike… he was so drugged and groggy. He refused to keep the oxygen mask on and kept pulling at other wires and things. He wanted to stand up and urinate so badly but he was just too sleepy. Finally we stood him up and helped him and then sat him in a chair. Just before 11pm, they put him in the car and off we went! What an ordeal!
Dr. Anderson told me that they blasted several stones in both kidneys. The largest was firmly wedged in his left ureter. He attempted to blast it completely but there is no guarantee that it is completely dissolved. He did place a stent in that ureter and we will reevaluate in three weeks to see if it can come out. I sure hope so! But for now, the stent will keep that duct open and hopefully allow the free and easy passage of urine and stone fragments.
On the way home, I stopped at Rite-Aid to fill his antibiotic prescription and to pick up a couple of things. He slept in the car while I did that. When we got home, I medicated him and sent him to bed! He is SO much better this morning! The kids are so happy to see him and have been snuggling with him on the couch this morning.
And bless grandma… she has been our savior these last several days. Because of her, I have been able to remain at Mike’s side through it all. Were it not for her, he would have had to go through this alone. I am so deeply grateful. And we are also grateful for Aunt Beka Booter who came and brought dinner over last night. What a sweetie!
I think we are finally on the mend here! Now it’s mainly about pain control. And our new best friend is WATER! Water, water, water! No more diet soda!!!!
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
"Mom, my butt is about to explode and my nose is full of boogers!!!"
Thank you my special for sharing that sentiment with us all! Don't we all feel a little more complete knowing that? ;-)
Thursday, February 21, 2008
While we were making these cards, Evan got started on the other ones. We had chosen some Disney cards. We made those for all of our friends and cousins. Evan had so much fun putting stickers on them. Both the boys signed each one and we sent them off in the mail! It was fun!
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
Anyway... we had looked at a myriad of homes all over the place... Kent and Auburn mostly. We didn't want to leave the Auburn ward we were in. Federal Way was OUT. I was convinced that Federal Way was a ghetto and there was no way I was living there! Period. (In all fairness, I had judged the entire city on just a few places I'd seen. Bad me.) So when Mike told me he'd found a house online, I was a little more than skeptical. (Our realtor had been continually showing us terrible homes. They were either ugly or in bad neighborhoods or had bad pet odors.) We made an appointment to have Robyn show us the house. That happened to be on President's Day, 2001.
As we began driving out towards the house, through the Twin Lakes area, past the lush, green golf courses, around the windy road amidst the tall and beautiful tress, I could feel myself opening up about the idea. Perhaps Twin Lakes wasn't so bad after all. Maybe I could like this place.
When we pulled up to the house, I took one look at it and thought, "Okay, it's nice. I'll at least get out and have a look." So we walked up the walkway and Robyn opened the door for us. We walked in and the first thing I noticed was how bright it was. The floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room let in a massive amount of light. I think Mike was sold at that very moment. He sort of had that Brigham Young moment... "This is the place"...
We looked around. I was surprised at how large the bedrooms were. I was surprised that there were FOUR bedrooms. We had only been looking at 3-bedroom homes. We didn't think a 4- bedroom home was in our price range. So far, so good. Then we knocked on the walls. I know that sounds silly, but we had been living in a condo with VERY thin and poorly constructed walls. I expected to hear the all-familiar hollow echo come back to me when I knocked. Imagine my pleasant surprise when I got a hard thud! Ahhh... solid walls!
The backyard and back deck were dreamy. I can still remember the daffodils had just bloomed and they were everywhere. There was a beautifully manicured space back there, complete with koi pond. I have to admit, it worked its magic on me. There are condos behind the house. I was worried about that. But those fears were put to rest when I realized that they were mostly condos and not apartments. And then we talkd to Teresa, who was living next door at the time. She assured us that in her 20+ years of living there, she'd never had a problem. (And for the record, in our 7 years here, we haven't either!)
But then there is the matter of the kitchen. Admittedly, I hated it. There is no way to sugar coat that one. I even said so. Anyone "in the know" will tell you that kitchens and bathrooms sell homes. This house had two bathrooms and a kitchen that were NOTHING to write home about. The kitchen screamed "I love the '70s!" Chocolate brown cabinets with yellow swirly formica countertops. Ooo la la! Mike assured me that we could change it in the future. The whole house was 1970's actually. Chocolate brown doors... chocolate brown, thin-strip moulding, the original water heater and the original furnace... all original appliances actually... single-pane, aluminum windows, etc. The home was built in 1979. The spirit must've put blinders on my eyes because somehow, I agreed to put an offer down on the home.
Fast forward... we did buy the house for the unbelievable price of $179,000!! (It was an average home price 7 years ago, but you couldn't buy anything for that money today!)
Our lives and our home have changed a lot since 2001. We've changed pretty much everything in the house. All new appliances, new floors (at least three times over now!), new doors and moulding, a whole new kitchen, all new bathrooms, and many other things. The house we live in today is hardly reminiscent of the home we lived in 7 years ago.
And let's not forget the two beautiful boys who've come to share this home with us. The memories we've created have made me fall in love with my home all over again. I look forward to many, many more fun and exciting adventures in this house. And for the record... I love Federal Way!