A few weeks ago I hurt my shoulder. I am not exactly sure what I did but I am sure the Pilates reformer had a little bit to do with it. Another week later my side started hurting next to my bra line. I thought it was just an extension of the shoulder pain. However, the pain gets better with heat and Lortab barely takes the edge off.
I went to the doctor yesterday & he suspects kidney stones.
Tuesday morning I had a CT scan of my kidney and abdomen. I am waiting to hear the results but it's 2:30 a.m. My whole side aches and is in spasms that have doubled me over. Hopefully the heating pad and pain meds will take the edge off and I will sleep again soon.
This whole episode has made me notice the impersonal nature of social networking (Facebook). Many of my friends do not know what is happening. I haven't known what to say. If you can't say anything nice, right? I have been staying home and missing a lot of things. I have started to tell people that I talk to because I am not my best self right now. I cannot remember what was said 30" ago. And I am tired.
I have been so touched by friends who have listened to me, texted encouragement, sent emails, picked up my kids, and fed me dinner. Thank you all for your prayers and love.
(Update:)
After not being able to get an appointment with my regular doctor & not receiving a phone call from the walk-in clinic where they sent me, I finally just walked in & demanded (politely) my CT results. Clear as mud but no kidney stones. I have an appointment with my regular doctor tomorrow afternoon at 3:45.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Last night, we had an adult session of stake conference. The evening session is my favorite every time!! There are very few kids (=it’s quiet!!) & not as many people.
We had a guest speaker who is a member of the quorum of the seventy. He stood up & said, “I am not going to give the talk that I prepared.” He then went on to give the most amazing, emotional, heartfelt talk that I have ever heard in my life. His subject was that there in nothing that presses on the soul that the atonement of Jesus Christ cannot cover. Sometimes, it’s easy to say, “Oh, they don’t know how bad my life is! They cannot possibly understand how horrible my life is.” He told experience after experience from his life & I realized that he knows. His wife accidentally backed the car over a son. His 14-year-old daughter ended up missing in New York City. His 17-year-old son walked away & said, “I want nothing to do with you or the church ever again.” Miracles happened and time passed and things eventually work themselves out.
And no atongue can speak, neither can there be written by any man, neither can the hearts of men conceive so great and marvelous things as we both saw and heard Jesus speak; and no one can conceive of the joy which filled our souls at the time we heard him pray for us unto the Father.
It was like that. So special. So emotional. So sacred. So filled with the Spirit of the Holy Ghost. I am so glad that we were there.
We had a guest speaker who is a member of the quorum of the seventy. He stood up & said, “I am not going to give the talk that I prepared.” He then went on to give the most amazing, emotional, heartfelt talk that I have ever heard in my life. His subject was that there in nothing that presses on the soul that the atonement of Jesus Christ cannot cover. Sometimes, it’s easy to say, “Oh, they don’t know how bad my life is! They cannot possibly understand how horrible my life is.” He told experience after experience from his life & I realized that he knows. His wife accidentally backed the car over a son. His 14-year-old daughter ended up missing in New York City. His 17-year-old son walked away & said, “I want nothing to do with you or the church ever again.” Miracles happened and time passed and things eventually work themselves out.
And no atongue can speak, neither can there be written by any man, neither can the hearts of men conceive so great and marvelous things as we both saw and heard Jesus speak; and no one can conceive of the joy which filled our souls at the time we heard him pray for us unto the Father.
It was like that. So special. So emotional. So sacred. So filled with the Spirit of the Holy Ghost. I am so glad that we were there.
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