welcome to spiceland.

I spent the past 3 days in the hospital battling a ruptured hemorraghic ovarian cyst. I had some pain Saturday night, but went to bed anyway. At about 4am I woke up with severe doubling pain which inhibited my ability to walk, move, or breathe. We rushed to the emergency room where I underwent all kinds of tests, including an ultrasound and a CAT scan. At first, the doctors thought I had pelvic inflammatory disease (PID) as a result of either childbirth, my birth control, or a combination thereof. They started treating me with 6 different kinds of antibiotics by IV to combat the infection. But they weren’t convinced that’s what it was because of the unusually sudden onset. The ultrasound showed ovarian cysts, and my bloodwork showed lower than normal levels of red blood cells. My blood pressure was also low, leading them to believe a hemorraghic cyst (one filled with blood) had burst and released the blood into my abdomen, where it caused an infection and irritated my organs and diaphragm.

So now they think that the cyst was my only problem and that I never had PID. They said that I will make a full recovery, but it may be a slow one. I’m not allowed to do any heavy lifting, and that includes holding Tru. Mike’s mom is in town right now helping us out. I am still in a little pain, but it is miniscule compared to the pain I suffered from the onset!

I’d like to say thank you to everyone who was praying for us during this scary time! We appreciate all the support!

Tru just did her first sign on her own! She has signed to me before when I sign to her first. She can sign “done,” “dog,” “more,” and she can wave “hi” and “bye.” She can also recognize the sign for “eat” and “drink.” Tonight when I was reading her a book before bedtime, I said “All done!” at the end of the book, and she did the sign for “done” without me doing it first.

Tru is sick.

Michael is sick.

Erin is sick (kinda).

Oh, and we returned our Train and got an Radio Controlled Car!