October 19, 2017
It’s been awhile since I wrote. A lot has happened at home with some serious soccer games and tons of homework but Marley has been doing so well. It’s felt good. But busy. I got mastitis on my right side Sunday evening with a temp of 101.6. The next day Sophia had a Dr. apt and she is officially getting tubes again. A very long day.
Today is the big surgery day. I came in feeling good. But, Dr Bryant came out and her hemoglobin is so low- 6.9 from 7.3 which was already low enough, so she’s getting blood.
I haven’t written – sometimes even though my head is full of thoughts, stream of consciousness… But I don’t write them. It doesn’t matter. Old journals I have… They never get read. Wouldn’t want them to anyway. There’s no point to them as I am not a scholarly writer and this is not a famous memoir. I am me and each one of my kids will be them. They won’t be me because of some sloppy written dirty journal. My daughter Marley is in the OR with someone else’s blood. I am sad.
My how a few hours can change everything! I got sleep. While that hasn’t been a huge issue. I didn’t sleep last night. Too much. Too big. I took pictures of our baby- her thighs. And a green minty dress. Just her. And a big one of the family. She is the sweetest thing. But I was groggy today and foggy. And when I heard blood transfusion I felt sick. And numb. And Dr. Bryant comes out after telling us that he will be doing the transfusion- that he didn’t end up doing it. She didn’t need it. Praise God! Almighty! Praise God!
They are retesting the blood as we speak again. And I know that it will be what it will be.. But, I also know my God is with me. HE is with Marley. HE is powerful and in control. HE IS.
Oh my head.
It’s been awhile since I wrote. A lot has happened at home with some serious soccer games and tons of homework but Marley has been doing so well. It’s felt good. But busy. I got mastitis on my right side Sunday evening with a temp of 101.6. The next day Sophia had a Dr. apt and she is officially getting tubes again. A very long day.
Today is the big surgery day. I came in feeling good. But, Dr Bryant came out and her hemoglobin is so low- 6.9 from 7.3 which was already low enough, so she’s getting blood.
I haven’t written – sometimes even though my head is full of thoughts, stream of consciousness… But I don’t write them. It doesn’t matter. Old journals I have… They never get read. Wouldn’t want them to anyway. There’s no point to them as I am not a scholarly writer and this is not a famous memoir. I am me and each one of my kids will be them. They won’t be me because of some sloppy written dirty journal. My daughter Marley is in the OR with someone else’s blood. I am sad.
My how a few hours can change everything! I got sleep. While that hasn’t been a huge issue. I didn’t sleep last night. Too much. Too big. I took pictures of our baby- her thighs. And a green minty dress. Just her. And a big one of the family. She is the sweetest thing. But I was groggy today and foggy. And when I heard blood transfusion I felt sick. And numb. And Dr. Bryant comes out after telling us that he will be doing the transfusion- that he didn’t end up doing it. She didn’t need it. Praise God! Almighty! Praise God!
They are retesting the blood as we speak again. And I know that it will be what it will be.. But, I also know my God is with me. HE is with Marley. HE is powerful and in control. HE IS.
Oh my head.
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