So apparently Appendicitis runs in our family and is also contagious. Six months after Olivia was born I had to have my appendix removed, over Christmas break Jason's dad had to have his appendix removed along with some of his small intestines. Well at the beginning of February Jason had to have his appendix removed. I mean can we get a family discount now:)
Jason's symptoms were pretty textbook, it started late on a Tuesday night with horrible stomach cramps followed with cold chills and lingered all night.
The next morning, I knew he was still in a lot of pain when he went to use the bathroom and passed out in the bathroom. Bless his heart, I was down stairs feeding the kids when I heard the big thud, I thought to myself "that can't be good". When I ran upstairs he was lying in the hallway, looking a little out of it. So off to the doctor we went.
Isn't it sad that no matter what's going on we are still plugged in to the social media that invades our lives:)
Just to let everyone know, at the doctors office, Jason is labeled high risk for fainting! The doctor asked several questions regarding his scale of pain, each time Jason answered that he felt much better than the previous night. The doctor was unsure of it being appendicitis until he almost fainted again when he went to give a urine sample. So off to get a CT scan we went.
You guess it, the CT scan showed an inflammed appendix. So into surgery Jason must go. He was super bummed about the events unfolding bc up until know Jason has never had any medial concerns. No broken bones, no stitches, no surgeries, not even an IV.
We waiting in the pre-surgical holding area for almost 2 hrs bc the surgeon was running late! Once the surgeon arrived, he told us that this would be pretty straight forward and should only take an hour, give or take.
So I gave Jason a see ya soon and kiss and away they took him. Although I know this is a very routine procedures, there something about seeing your husband like this that makes you feel very vulnerable and nervous. Jason dad came and sat with me an took me to get some coffee once they took Jason back.
Carbs and coffee- dinner of champions....after we finished up we went to the waiting room where every minute over the hour timeline made my heart race. I do get a little morbid, as Jason would say, but i kept thinking of all the things I wanted to tell him and how I would promise not to let the petty stuff matter and I would even take more of an interest in his fishtanks....
This is my precious hubby in recovery. He was so thristy but was only allowed these citrus flavored swabs...poor thing.
Haha I had to take this picture because of his history of fainting:)
I have to tell you how God showed himself to me the morning we were being discharged. After a night of sleeping on a recliner and being woken up every three hours for the nurse to check Jason's vitals, I was in desperate need for coffee. While I was walking down the hall, I passed a nurses station where I could hear a nurse singing " This is the day, this is the day, this is the day that the Lord hath made, I will be glad and rejoice in it". I froze for a minute bc I kid you not, since January I have been waking up with this song in my head!!!!!!
So this IS the day that the Lord has made, I WILL be glad and rejoice in it, because today God brought my hubby safely through surgery and provided a speedy recovery for him.
I had to include this picture because Olivia and Owen were so glad to see Jason when he got home that they would not leave his side. A picture is worth a thousand words, but a thousands words are not enough to explain my love for my husband and what he means to me.
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