After the Storm
I had another acute pancreatitis flare up last weekend and spent a couple of days in the hospital.
I should have known last Friday the 21st that it was going to be a long weekend, but with pancreatitis you are used to pain, so you just suck it up and hope the meds will help you out. You limit your diet and try to rest the pancreas. Well my pain level got out of control Sunday afternoon and I looked at George and he knew the routine. Before the kids it was a little easier to just hop in the car and head off to Richmond for treatment, but now we have to plan for the care of two precious gifts given to me through this madness and it's times like these that make me feel an emptiness and helplessness that just makes the pain worse. I've had to put George through this illness and I've seen his face with that look of worry and concern and each time I get sick he always follows my lead and is my biggest adversary when combating doctors and their lack of knowledge when dealing with this disease.
I've seen that look of concern in Nathan and now in AnnaBelle and it just hurts so much. Nathan cried at night for me and asked his Daddy to say a prayer for me. He slept on my side of the bed. It was tough to see them visit on Monday only to leave crying, but if one good thing came from this ordeal, AnnaBelle got some bonding time with her Daddy and that made me happy. She has been stuck to me like a tick since my last visit in June and cries when I'm out of her sight. Now once I'm gone from her sight for a while, she's fine. But this time she really got to chill with her Daddy and cuddle in his big arms in the early morning and evenings.
Yes I am truly blessed to have these two beautiful gifts from God. They brighten my dark days of illness with love, laughter and smiles and I am so lucky to be at home to savor it all.
Once I peeled them I chopped them up into even sized chunks.