I can’t believe it’s August already!
August 2013 is packed with awesome, amazing adventures. My mom’s birthday is this month and my youngest sister turns 18 oh. em. gee.
finally gets married! It’s been a long, long 10 month engagement. I am over the moon that my sister is getting married and starting this adventure, but her OCD, Type A personality are not making being around her terribly joyous…
I’m excited for August this year.
I’m hoping it’s different that August 2012.
I was in and out of the hospital most of the month.
During my second trimester of my wasn’t-supposed-to-happen pregnancy. The first time I was admitted for suspected appendicitis. I spent two nights on the surgical floor, just in case my appendix would rupture since my appendix was nowhere to be found on any of the imaging tests. I was discharged. It never ruptured. Thank goodness. But they never found it either.
I went back to work.
A week and a half later I was admitted again for extreme dehydration and nonstop ‘gastro issues’ after B found me passed out on the floor. I spent 5 days in the hospital trying to figure out what was causing my issues before it was determined I had an intestinal parasite and food poisoning. And was put on bed rest until the parasite was gone. D was born in December. It was March before my symptoms were under control enough to be released back to work.
Neither of those are experiences I’d like to relive.
I really didn’t think August was going to be an issue. August 1st took my by surprise and all of a sudden I remembered being in the ER and being told that they thought I had appendicitis and being pregnant could post some interesting risks for removal. I had flashbacks to being in the back of the ambulance and terrified something was wrong with my son and willing the contractions (from being so dehydrated) to stop. I have never been so insanely scared in my entire life.
August last year was rough. Emotionally and physically.
August this year is full of joy and celebration.
And I need to focus on that.