Wow. A lot has happened over the past few days, and it seems like none of it has been any good. I’m so mentally and emotionally exhausted from it all. I’m amazed at how sane I’ve been for the most part about it all.
On Monday I had my CT scan which sucked. The scan itself didn’t necessarily suck...it was the downing the jug of “lemonade” (or trying to I was only able to finish a cup) and then having to be hooked up to an IV of the same shit that I was drinking while they put me through the scan. The IV really hurt and it made me feel really hot and like I was peeing myself so it was definitely not a comfortable experience.
Everything was fine after that for a few days until Thursday hit. I was on a conference call at work when I got a call from my doctor’s office about my results. They confirmed that there is a 4mm lesion on my right kidney, but the nurse couldn’t be any more specific than that. I have to go into my doctor’s office on Monday to discuss what the next step is. So of course the first thing that comes to my mind is cancer. I haven’t injured myself in any way or had any sort of infection so it’s either just some random cyst, or cancer. And of course they decide to call me on Thursday and tell me I can’t come in until Monday, so I get to think I’m dying the whole weekend; very relaxing.
So my boss sent me home around noon because I was crying and obviously there was no way I’d be able to concentrate on work. So I was doing okay until someone knocked on my door. I stupidly answered it, and a lady served me with foreclosure paperwork on our house. So I attempt to contact the person who was assigned my home loan modification for an hour and a half before someone tells me he’s gone home for the day. The girl says that just because we are in the process of modifying our loan doesn’t mean they won’t foreclose on us. That would have been a really good thing to know when I entered into the modification process and was told we don’t need to make any payments while we wait. So the sale date is set for November 24. And they won’t accept any payments from us unless it is for the full amount of what we back owe, so we basically just have to sit and wait to hear back about if they can help us or not. The only thing I can do is re-fax over our application with our updated bank statements and pay stubs.
So Josh comes home and I have a nervous breakdown, then we go run some errands before picking Bella up from my parents house. She hadn’t been feeling good the day before, and that day she was very sluggish and not eating or drinking anything. We stopped at KFC for dinner, and then went home. When we got there she felt warm so Josh and I went back to take her temperature and it ended up being 103.8! And of course while we were in Bella’s room the dog ate my dinner and part of Josh’s. So we took her to the pediatrics clinic at Riverbend at around 8pm. We had given her Tylenol before we left, and by the time we got there she was happy and playing, and her temp was down to 99. The doctor did an exam on her which she hated and screamed through the whole thing, and said he thought she had a virus that would cause her temp to go up and down for about 3 days, and then when her fever finally broke that she might break out in a rash.
So that was my awesome Thursday. Before we even picked Bella up from my parent’s house, I was thinking to myself that things happen in 3’s, and that very soon something else was going to happen, and sure enough!
I took Bella over to my parent’s house today for them to keep her tonight. Josh had to work today, so Sunday is his only day to sleep in. After work he went over to his brother’s house to borrow his truck, and they built a raised flower bed on the front of the right side of the house. It looks nice; not exactly what I was expecting but now at least we’ll be able to plant things on that side of the house and they won’t die. The dirt was so horrible that everything we planted over there died. Now it looks kind of funny all empty so maybe tomorrow we’ll go buy some plants to put in it. It didn’t cost that much either which was good; especially if we don’t even end up getting to keep the house. But I guess it’ll add to the curb appeal if nothing else.
Well I’m pretty tired and don’t really enjoying remembering everything that happened on Thursday so I’m going to call it a night for now. Ciao!