Thursday, July 21, 2016

The Worst Experience With Doctors I've Ever Had!

 Last Wednesday (the 6th) I woke up feeling extremely ill. I tried to shake it off and just get through the day. I made it maybe two hours before I had to have my husband leave work to come help me out. As soon as he got home, he got the boys ready to leave and we went straight to the urgent care here in KY. Now normally, I have no reservations about going to urgent care. Back in Bloomington, they were always super quick and super nice. I once went in for mastitis and the doctor was really nice and said, "You sound like you know what you're talking about. I'd tell you all about the natural remedies to do while taking the antibiotic, but I'm sure you already know." (Had I not, I would have told him I didn't. But I had been through mastitis enough to know what needed to be done.) I honestly expected the same kind of care at the urgent care here, but that was no where near the experience I had. I'm actually still quite angry after all that. So here's the rundown. I woke up with a fever, pain in my lower, left back, dizziness, heart racing and nauseousness. I figured it was probably some kind of kidney infection and I knew I needed antibiotics. I had hoped we could wait until my husband was off work, but it wasn't possible. So he drove me and the boys so I could get checked out. They did all the normal stuff, the nurse saw me and got my vitals and all that jazz. Then the doctor walked in and all hell broke loose. She talked to me about my symptoms and told me what she had planned on doing. Then she started to examine me. She commented on the two small bruises I had on my legs. "Oh my gosh, what happened to your legs?!" To which I replied with a little laugh, "I have two boys, they play a little rough sometimes." (Mostly, they kick me in the middle of the night because we bedshare. Tiny humans take up a lot of space in bed.) But also, I bruise kind of easily. Not easily enough to be concerned, but easily. Anyway, I shrugged it off because I didn't think anything of it. Then, oh my gosh, then she started feeling my stomach to figure out where I was and wasn't in pain. She said, and I cannot make this up you guys. "Do you even eat? You're very thin!" Honestly, I was too sick to pick up on her subtle hints, but once I was out of there, I was so angry. So, so angry. There I was, sick enough that I couldn't move much, exhausted because I just wanted to sleep and this woman had the nerve to hint that I'm being abused and not fed. Many of my friends can back me up on this when I say, I eat a LOT.  I've been nursing four years now and two of those were tandem nursing years. I'm already pretty tiny as it is. All the females in my family are small. I don't even know that my younger sister has hit 100 pounds yet. It's just the way our family is. When I was pregnant each time (even more so the second pregnancy) I didn't really gain weight. I was just all belly.
So that was pretty much the worst experience I've had with a doctor. She then decided that she couldn't help me and wanted to send me to the ER. She asked if I wanted to ride in the ambulance or if I had a ride, so I called my husband (he had taken the boys to Chick-fil-A since they hadn't eaten yet) and told him to come back so we could go to the ER. This made the doctor even more irritated for whatever reason. She was pretty much the worst to deal with. On the way to the hospital I was pretty freaked out. The doctor at the urgent care had said my EKG came back abnormal and she didn't know why my heart rate and blood pressure was elevated. We also had both boys (2 and 4) with us who were growing antsy and impatient as time went on. I ended up texting my mom to let her know and when she found out we were headed to the hospital, she immediately started making plans to drive down to be with us and help out with the boys. We got to the hospital and the first thing I was offered was a wheel chair, which was great since I didn't have the strength to stand. I got checked in and vitals taken then headed to the waiting room. We were there for a while then got called up to have my blood drawn then back to the waiting room. Finally, we were called up so they could take further information, then again, sent back to the waiting room. We waited there for hours and hours. The boys were so bored and wanted to run around and be, well, kids. As we waited, my strength continued to decrease and all I could do was close my eyes and hope that I would sleep through the awful pain and sickness. The boys were being such a handful and my husband handled it like a champ! My poor little dude was so tired though, which made him so cranky and he cried a lot. I mustered up enough strength to scoop him up on my lap and nurse him. We both fell asleep then. It was probably the best I'd felt all day. Something about nursing your upset kiddo makes things a little better. It wasn't long after he and I fell asleep that they were calling us back to our room. I tried transferring my little dude to the bed with me for more rest, but he saw a new room with new opportunity to play and explore. (Or as I like to call it, another chance to be grumpy because he skipped his nap.) We waited in that room forever! Oh my gosh, so much waiting. I don't know if they were irregularly busy, or if they're just always this slow, but it was awful. I will say though, that the staff all were really nice. The nurse offered my kiddos and husband drinks and even brought them popsicles, which really made their night better. After a while, my mom showed up. I was so happy to have her there. It was amazing having help for Craig to take care of the boys and myself. After she got there, they did another EKG to make sure nothing was wrong. They told me that if no one comes in to discuss it, it's a good sign. But if everyone comes in, it's a bad sign. The doctor came in to tell me that it was basically just a really horrible kidney infection. He said had I been pregnant, they would have immediately admitted me to the hospital. (They even did a pregnancy test even though I kept telling them I was not pregnant and was currently on my period. Ugh.)
Then came the good part. He wanted to start an IV with liquids, a strong antibiotic and a small dose of morphine for the pain. Whoa, morphine? I've never had morphine before. The nurse who was hooking up the IV said I would start to feel that immediately. Whew! No more pain. I was looking forward to that. She was totally right. As soon as that stuff was in there, I was feeling much better. Making jokes and laughing. That is until a bunch of people swarmed the room. I almost threw up. Was there something wrong with my EKG? No, it was just the changeover and the nurses were discussing my chart. "She'll be leaving tonight once her IV is done." Oh thank goodness. My husband did say that the doctor chased him down the hall to let him know the EKG came back normal. After about an hour waiting for the IV to be finished, we were finally cleared to go home. Shortly after getting home, we all went to bed. We were pretty frustrated that the urgent care didn't just treat the kidney infection and we had to go through this whole ordeal just to get some antibiotics. But now I know which place to avoid in the future. I was lucky to have my mom stay with us up until Saturday. It was so helpful and fun for the boys. Monkey showed her all of his toys and games and told her he wanted to take her to Baskin Robbins. My Baby Bear even got up in the mornings and let me sleep in, not nursing until nap time. Which was amazing!
It was such a crazy awful experience. But I almost feel like the 10 days with no coffee thing was pure torture. I mean, getting up at 8 am with the kiddos, feeling totally fine but not allowed to have coffee. Ugh. That was a round ten days for me. 






Monday, July 4, 2016

We Did An Adult Thing!

This entire move has been full of tons of "adulting". Packing up our boys and all our crap to move to another state. We don't know anyone here, we don't know the awesome local places to hang out and shop and we don't even know which dentist or pediatrician comes highly recommended. These are the things I'm currently stressing over. We loved our boys' doctor back home. He was great and always took his time answering our questions no matter how silly they seemed. 

But the most adulting has been large purchases. First, we needed a washer and dryer because we've never actually owned our own set before now. That was extremely exciting in a weird kind of, "Oh my gosh I'm such a grown up now." kind of way. I mean, who really gets excited about a washer and dryer. Then we needed a table as well since we gave the one back to my mom that we had at our old place. Which is a good thing too because we didn't have room in our moving truck to take it with us. 

Back in about March of this year, our second vehicle was totaled because a tire came flying off a truck and screwed our car up. Thankfully no one in either car was hurt at all, but man did it suck to go from two cars to one car. Especially because I can't drive stick shift. That was tricky for a while, trying to plan everything around having one car that only my husband could drive. Now, just four months later, we're in a position to get a second vehicle! We had already been on a few lots checking out minivans and SUVs. The first lot was a bust. We found one SUV we liked, but that thing was huge! We found a few at the second lot, but they were not in our price range and just not spacious enough for us. The third lot was one of those lots that you can get a cheap used car, but it's not certified preowned. So you get what you get and you're screwed if it breaks down. Except we found a van that I really liked. It was a Dodge Caravan with third row seating and some pretty neat features. I was sold, this was our van and I wanted to buy it right then. However, we didn't quite have the money to pull the trigger and my husband wanted to check out another lot just down the road. 


Turns out, it was a good idea that we didn't settle on that Dodge. (Not knocking Dodge, they make great vehicles. I've always wanted a Durango, but I need more space.) We met with a younger guy who said his wife was expecting a baby. He showed us two vans, both Chrysler Town and Country vans. One had more miles and more features and one would cost us a little less money. The great thing, they both were pretty much exactly the same as the Dodge Caravan. That third row seating with Stow N Go seats it pretty epic you guys! I would have never guessed that third row seating in a minivan would make me this excited. We looked them both over and grabbed the stats on each of them then headed to grab some food because our kids were pretty much over the day at that point. After a few days, we decided that we liked those two choices and we would go chat with the guy about which one we wanted. So we went back this past Saturday to see what kind of price we could haggle. My husband came back outside and told me they sold the gold one we looked at and the white one was being rented out to the city. How frustrating. I mean, I get it. You can't just hope that a week later the car you want will still be there. 


We decided to go back to that first lot because the lady there called to let us know they had a Town and Country van that they just got on the lot. So we went to check it out. The first thing I noticed was the nice silver color then we opened it up and I was even more excited. Black interior. Genius! Now when my kids spill crap in the car, it'll be easy to clean it up and hide the stains. There are also tons of great features on this one as well. We were there for so long checking this van out. We took the car seats out of my husband's car and put them in the van to test drive it. 


We fell in love with this van! It was such a smooth ride and so much space in the back! We left to get lunch and came back to look at it some more and discuss the price and cost per month. Finally, around 4 pm, we made it official. We drove our van off the lot! This wasn't even our plan for the day. The plan was to go to Louisville to Chuck E Cheese's, the cloth diaper shop there and the mall. Instead, we bought a minivan! We drove home to get the boys' car seats in the van then headed to Louisville. We didn't get a chance to check out the cloth diaper shop, but we did manage to visit Chuck E Cheese's and the mall. So we had a lot going on that day!




Friday, July 1, 2016

One Week Down!

Today marked the official first week of our new "normal". Over and done already. That seemed like a pretty fast week. My husband in his new job, me as a full time stay at home mom. One week in the books and we all survived. I'm proud of my husband. He worked so hard to get to this point and I know he's going to be awesome at this! Today when my husband got home, he asked how our first week was. I think he phrased it something along the lines of, "How was your first week as a stay at home mom?" And I was confused at first. What an odd thing to ask. I've been staying at home with the boys since I quit my job less than two weeks after going back to work after my first son was born. Then I really thought about it. Our situation has always been rather unique and I haven't quite been a full time stay at home mom, by myself anyway. My husband did most of his schooling at home, online so he was almost always home with us. Then, I got a job at our (then) local cloth diapering/natural parenting store, The Green Nursery. Even though it was a very part time job (two days a week and roughly 10 hours a week) I still technically was not a stay at home mom. So I thought about it more and we really actually didn't do so bad. I planned fun things for the boys the first few days so we could keep busy. By the end of the week though, I was moody, my kids were moody and we were just ready for the weekend. Even now, I have to keep them from destroying each other. My four year old won't stop touching my two year old and that makes him want to bite his older brother. You know, just the normal chaos of having kids. I'm honestly not even sure how anyone has any energy left.
So we've decided that tomorrow (Saturday) we'll be treating ourselves (mostly the boys) to a day in Louisville and going to Chuck E' Cheese's! We've become morning people now, so we'll be up and at it at a decent time. Seriously though, we used to go to bed after 1 am and get up around noon. What life was that? Ever since we've been here it's been 8 am wake up every single morning. Except the morning my little and I got up at 7:45, which really screwed up the entire day for him. He was such a moody little dude. Anyway, so we live a little less than an hour South of Louisville which is pretty fun! My plan is to hit up the cloth diaper store there- The Diaper Fairy Cottage and maybe even the mall that has the Disney Store in it, because oh my word, that store is amazing! I'm not really sure what else is on the list for tomorrow, but we'll probably do a bit of exploring. Anyone have any suggestions? Because I know we'll be going to Louisville frequently. All I know is this time, I will not forget the Tula. I should keep repeating myself so I actually don't forget. Last time we went, I forgot it and the boys kept fighting over who got to use the umbrella stroller. Ugh!

As for the 4th, we'll probably be spending it on Fort Knox celebrating with all the fun stuff they have planned. Then staying later into the night to watch the firework show. My little will be sporting his new bumGenius Mary Pickersgill Flip diaper, because it's obviously the most perfect diaper to wear. I'll also be setting out all our red, blue and any white diapers for that day. I can't help but get our diapers to match the holidays. He's also going to be wearing a super cute outfit my brother got for his birthday. The shorts are blue with stars and the shirt is red with white stripes and it says USA. Adorable!

I hope everyone has a fun and safe 4th! 


Things Are Changing!

There have been many things in our life that have changed recently. My husband got a job in another state, so we moved from our home in Bloomington, Indiana to Kentucky! While the distance isn't that great, it's still a huge change for us and our two boys. With that, I left my job at The Green Nursery and am (again) a full time stay at home mom. Which is really what I love doing, so that's not a huge deal. I still write reviews over on Change-Diapers.com as well. I'll stay over there as long as Maria keeps me. However, my plan is to get my blog up and running and write on here full time as well. With that, I've decided I need to change my blogs name. Which I don't think is any kind of big deal, since I'm only starting to build a following. I've decided I don't want to focus on only cloth diapers and I want my name to reflect that. There's so much about parenting that I'd like to write about, that I want people to read. I don't want to alienate any readers because they think my blog isn't for them since they may not cloth diaper. There will be something for everyone to relate with and laugh along with. So join me on my journey of blogging and hopefully I can bring some great reviews and possibly some more giveaways. I'll be blogging a lot about our adventure in our new home along with making new mommy friends and friends for our boys. I'm sure you will see tons of cute pictures of my kiddos, because well, they're adorable. 
For now, just keep checking back and be sure to follow along on my Facebook page and my Twitter to see what's new. Just keep in mind that with all the new changes, my blog may look a little plain until I get things exactly how I want them to look. I'll also be working on changing over my Instagram account to reflect my blog as well. There will be plenty of awesome content coming your way. So I hope you stick around through all the changes and bring your friends!