What a Friday!!!

****I am guest blogging today, you will see why in a moment...Joe

I am sitting across from Amy right now. I don't have any children for the rest of the weekend. We can lay and watch movies. We don't have to do any yard work or clean the house. We don't have to work hard for our food, or mess up dishes. Someone will clean up after our showers and messes.

Sounds just like the vacation that the two of us have said we needed???

Well, not really the case. So today started as any typical Friday for me. I stayed up way too late, put off packing the kids stuff for daycare till this morning. Asked Amy to wake me up when she goes to work, and then she forgot. So I did the mad dash from 7:30 till 8:00 to get the kids packed, fed, clean up and out the door. I walked out the door at 8:10. Not bad time.

Got to work and Amy so graciously had a pop and breakfast sitting at my desk. That helped!! Then I get a call from Amy. Her stomach hurts, and not just like stomach ache, but she is in pain. She calls the nurses line, and they say go to the ER. So I am at work for about 30 mins, and then back out the door. Not a big deal. I just want Amy to feel better. And the fact that she is in pain is a big deal. This is the girl that had two c-sections, and only took half of the pain meds prescribed, and then stopped 2 weeks early. She is one of those, "I work through the pain so I know how my body feels". Not me. I always joke with her that if I was having a baby, I would get the epidural when I pulled in the parking lot.

So we are off to the ER. Amy is in pain the whole way there. I am freaking out, but not showing it. This is my rock. I might seem like nothing rocks my cage, or low key, but not when Amy is hurting. I try to act tough and say it is going to be ok, but I know something is wrong. We get to the ER and they take her in. 1 hour after we get here, she finally gets some pain meds. They worked to dull the pain, but she still hurts. They take her for a CT and 30 mins later, she has pancreaitis.

So now we sit in the hospital. Amy just got another dose of meds and she is snoring. She will tell you later that she doesn't snore, but she is cutting logs. We are told we have to stay at least two days and wait and see. This will be the longest two days of my life. The thing about pancreaitis is you have to wait until your pancreas goes back to normal, and then they can see what is wrong. Amy can't eat until things are back to normal, which I said is two days. I feel very bad for her. I wish this could be on me. She has not had a very good last two months. Waiting for this all to end and for our family to get back on to better days.

So like I said in the first paragraph of this blog, it seems like we are in heaven this weekend. In fact we are in a little bit of hell, but we are praying for everything to work itself out.

I pray that my wife will be fine. That this is a fluke thing, and we will be back to our messy little house, getting ready to clean it one more time again. I pray that her pain goes away, and that we can get back to our life of loving each other and our two little boys. Oh, how we miss them already.

So, for all you bloggers out there...send a few little prayers to one sassy family, that has been one sick little family for way to long already this year.

Joe