Tis' the Season to be.... SICK

Fa La La La La, LA LA LA LA!

This week has been anything but JOLLY!

It started Sunday night, Brandon and I were having a hard time getting Irey to go to sleep. She was full or reasons why she should stay up; She needed to clean her room, Swiper was going to get her, She wanted to watch football with dad, and then her last desperate attempt was to cry and say her tummy hurt. I was so ready for bed myself, so I said goodnight and closed the door and she can just whine until she falls asleep. Well a few hour later I wake up to her crying and throwing up. I go into her room and there was throw up everywhere (tmi?). I had to strip her, her sheets, get her situated on my bed with a towel to throw up in while I desperately clean my carpets. Did I mention that being pregnant makes me very sensitive to throw up, who isn't?  Well after the first mess was all clean, we went down stairs to watch Dora because I knew there would be more to come. I got my biggest bowl and was ready for it. But poor Irey wasn't. She tried to turn her head away from the bowl because I am sure she thought it was the bowl that was making her feel this crappy. So more throw up messes into the wee hours of the morning... we didn't get much sleep at all that night.

I know it's mean but look at how cute that sick grumpy face is!

Tuesday night I started to feel really BLAH, no big deal, I feel this way all the time being pregnant. Well In the middle of the night, sure enough, started throwing up into the wee hours of the morning. That would figure it would happen the night before I had to work a 12 hour day! Well I had to reschedule all my clients that morning and I HATE doing that. It stresses me out more then anything. I called my sister to laugh about the situation because she predicted it would happen this way. Being my sweet sister she offered to take Irey, I said, "Oh no worries, Brandon will work from home today so we will be fine."

Brandon walks in the door for UPS the second I get off the phone with my sister. I start telling him what a crazy night it had been and he walks right past me into the bathroom and starts throwing up. I didn't know if I should laugh or cry. So I called my sister knowing it would make me laugh, and she came and got Irey for us 20 minuets later... bless her heart, she already has 3 of her own kids!

Brandon, Irey, and I were all feeling SO much better by Thursday morning. It was back to business as usual, Irey and daddy wrestling, mom making breakfast, getting ready for work. I was feeling overwhelmed because with all of us being sick really put me behind with all the holiday stuff I needed to get done, not to mention the clients I was now behind on. So Thursday was going to be my catch up day with my to-do list and clients.

Irey won the wreslting match with dad, she was very proud! I love watching them play!

Thursday night rolls around and my in-laws came over because my father-in-law was helping Brandon lay down some cement to patch holes so the flooring for my salon could go in. My sister-in-laws and I are playing with Irey and I start getting this stomach ache. No big deal, I am pregnant, I get aches and pains all the time. Well the ache turns into real pain, I go lay down on my bed, the pain starts to become unbearable.  I was laying there and just couldn't move the pain was becoming so bad. My sis-in-law went to get Brandon, who came upstairs to see me in serious pain, he has seen me through a lot but never in this much pain. It was getting hard not to cry because this pain wasn't going away and it was becoming agonizing. After about 40 min. Brandon and my father-in-law gave me a blessing. Brandon called my doctor who told us he didn't think it was baby related but we should for sure go to the ER and get me checked out.

At this point I am in so much pain, all I can do is cry. Brandon is flying down Geneva road to Orem Community Hospital (they are not as busy and have the same Doctors and UVRMC) weaving around cars trying to get me there. Poor man I think was as sick with worry as I was in pain. We get to the ER and because I am pregnant the ER can't even look at me until the baby has been looked at in the Women's Center. They wheel me off and get me in a bed and strap me down to all these monitors. They were having a hard time finding Reese's heart beat... Great, my baby IS in trouble and I am going to die of pain, was my first thought. But she started kicking the monitors really hard and then I had to laugh because I knew she was probably thinking, It's not me, leave me ALONE! They found a heartbeat and monitored Reese for about a hour and half. Agony, pain, extreme discomfort, lying on my back flat in a bed trying to hold still so they can get what they need and get me OUT OF THERE! They called my Doc and asked him, what do you want us to do? He was like, I want you to send her to the ER!

Once they decided they had what they needed the FINALLY let me go to the ER. I was there for about a hour. The Doc came in... asked about my symptoms and figured it was my Gallbladder or I was having some serious Acid Reflux. He gave me a "cocktail" of meds for the Acid Reflux and if that didn't work we would progress from there. I drank his little cocktail, it was foul, but oh man was it HEAVENLY to feel almost instant relief! I was seriously about to cry from being over joyed! He said it was a really bad case of Acid Reflux, which is only made worse by... PREGNANCY! Lovely! And it was made even worse by being strapped down to monitors, that added more pressure, while lying flat on my back... awesome. I have had back stomach aches this pregnancy but this one takes the cake. The Doc said it was probably getting worse due to the fact I am getting bigger and I will have to take stuff to control the acid in my stomach.

I don't care if anyone thinks I am weak, Acid Reflux is one of the worst pains I have ever had! I am SO glad to know what my stomach aches are from now, and not just write it off as another pregnancy thing that is out of my control. But you still hate to have to go to the ER to figure out something that is that simple. I was just glad they didn't tell me it was gas pains and send me home and tell me to poop, haha! That would have really sucked!

I hope this sums up the sickness for the Blackwell's for at least the month of December. Friday I tried to catch up on things and today I am making neighbor and friend treats to take around along with our Christmas card! I will post some Holiday Merryment later... to make up for this woe is me post!

On a happier note, we FINALLY got our bed that we have been waiting 2 months for! ABOUT TIME! Now I just need to refinish my other bedroom furniture black and they will be beautiful set! My room and the rest of my house is starting to feel more and more like home!

HAPPY HOLIDAYS... and I hope you don't get sick!