challenge - Cinco De Mayo

I don't remember much of Cinco De Mayo as I was a little out of it this weekend. So here is my story!

Thursday night at 11:30 pm I was finally getting ready to get to bed. Jeff was in Minneapolis. As I was walking up the stairs, my lower right back really started hurting. I took some Advil and then went up to bed. Within 5 minutes if felt as if I could not catch my breath. I called Jeff in MN but could not get him on his phone. Then I don't know if it was out of pain for faith but I fell to my knees. It is amazing when I pray out of desperation I always think at that moment have I filled my daily prayer bank to feel justified in praying my heart out. bank empty or full i did just that!
I then called a friend from church. Her husband is a Dr. and I was thinking I just want to make sure this is not where my appendix is. It felt as if something had exploded in my body! Linda was so nice to talk me through the pain and get in her car and rush right over. I got in touch with Jeff to give him the scoop. My neighbor Kimberly woke out of a dead sleep to stay with my girls.
Driving to the Naval hospital was a painful yet funny experience. I kept thinking this is what labor must feel like. I have had three kids and three wonderful epidurals. I kept saying to Linda, "Dang why did I not take those Lamaze classes?"
I have had a kidney stone one other time in my life and was recognizing this pain all too well.
The ER was quiet and just a few people, but still to think I was the last to sit down meant I was the last one to be seen. My breathing was getting really heavy and I wanted to squeeze the arm off my chair. I have looked back now thinking I didn't cry or scream out because I was with my friend (who is one of the strongest women I know) I was trying so hard to be brave, when really I wanted to kick and scream on the floor.
By 3:00 am I had had a bag of fluid, some wonderful pain medication and was walking up to the pharmacy to get what I am featuring for my self portrait this week.
The next 2 1/2 days are a total blur but I do know, Linda took my kids for the entire day, Catherine and Elizabeth came and got my kids and fed them dinner, Kimberly took Annie Kate out for our planned Cinco de Mayo celebration, Catherine came and put my kids in the bath, Lisa came and put my kids to bed and made sure I ate dinner and was taking my pain meds, and Angie stopped by as I was going to bed reminding me it was probably diet coke that gave me the stone to begin with.
Jeff came home Friday night by midnight and I spent all day Saturday in bed. I kept thinking I was being lazy and should be over this by now. (so funny when I think I am the boss of me and then find out i am not)
Sunday morning I felt worse than I did on Saturday and was worried I was not getting any better. I had to be at church that afternoon as the Primary President was out of town and I was doing sharing time. My two youngest girls were sick and not making it to church. I finally birthed the stone two hours before church. Just enough time to shower, put on mascara and plan a sharing time. Jeff said he would do primary for me and I said to him, "oh those kids will run all over you, I have to go!"
It was truly a Christmas miracle that I was in the car driving downtown. I had not sat up in 2 days.
My friend from New Orleans, Chanel, was there with her husband and it was so wonderful to see her, hear about her adventures for the week and her fabric finds. They joined us for the great dinner Jeff had made while staying home with his other sick girls.
So, thanks to my Acetaminophen/oxycod in the little orange bottle I survived Cinco de Mayo just fine!

I am now doing great and it is a reminder why you clean your house every day. Before my rescue friends were coming over at midnight, I was cleaning my house as fast as I could, picking up morning cereal off the floor, making my bed, and windexing my mirrors all why I could barely breathe... that will teach me a lesson.