In the beginning of September, I turned 34. I didn't love being 33. There wasn't too much that went on, except being a witness to my son's growth. He learned how to say dozens of words and I heard all of them. He also went on his first cruise and got his first passport, and I was there for both.
So far, the beginning of 34 hasn't been that wonderful. Just two days after my birthday, it was a Saturday and I was getting ready to head to a child's luau birthday party when TK came home from his parents' house screaming. He ran in the door and was writhing in pain. It was shocking to me because I had no idea what was wrong with him. We all jumped in the car and headed over to the emergency room. He was in pain the whole way and he was tossing and turning when we got to the ER. They showed us to a room and while TK groaned in pain, Jackson got more and more scared. He started to cry because he saw his daddy in pain and that brought tears to my eyes. He never realized what was going on around him before, so he is growing up and that took me by surprise. I calmed him down with snacks and then I had my dad come to pick him up. We planned a birthday party for Allison and myself at 4 p.m. that evening, but by the looks of things, we weren't celebrating anything.
After a few hours, we found out that TK had a kidney stone and unless he wanted surgery, he had to pass it naturally. So, they sent us home, but TK went home and I went to a 24-hour pharmacy to pick up his prescription and some food for him. Then I went to go get Jackson at my parents' and to eat on my own. My aunt and uncle were also in from New Jersey and we weren't able to spend any time with them. For an entire week, he laid in bed and slept or cried out in pain. Some days were better than others and we had to go to doctor appointments and get scans. On Tuesday, he went to the doctor and he told TK that if he didn't pass the stone by Thursday, that he would have to get it removed on Friday. By Thursday night at 10 p.m., he passed it and felt some immediate relief. We showed up to the hospital in the morning with the stone and spoke to the doctor who sent us home. That Friday was our sixth wedding anniversary, so we went to breakfast to celebrate a pain-free day and then hung out at home. We were supposed to go to a wedding that night, but TK was still not 100 percent, so we had to skip it.
Now that it is November, I am looking back at that awful week that occurred when I turned 34 and I am hoping that the rest of the year can only get better from here. Please God, make me be right.
So far, the beginning of 34 hasn't been that wonderful. Just two days after my birthday, it was a Saturday and I was getting ready to head to a child's luau birthday party when TK came home from his parents' house screaming. He ran in the door and was writhing in pain. It was shocking to me because I had no idea what was wrong with him. We all jumped in the car and headed over to the emergency room. He was in pain the whole way and he was tossing and turning when we got to the ER. They showed us to a room and while TK groaned in pain, Jackson got more and more scared. He started to cry because he saw his daddy in pain and that brought tears to my eyes. He never realized what was going on around him before, so he is growing up and that took me by surprise. I calmed him down with snacks and then I had my dad come to pick him up. We planned a birthday party for Allison and myself at 4 p.m. that evening, but by the looks of things, we weren't celebrating anything.
After a few hours, we found out that TK had a kidney stone and unless he wanted surgery, he had to pass it naturally. So, they sent us home, but TK went home and I went to a 24-hour pharmacy to pick up his prescription and some food for him. Then I went to go get Jackson at my parents' and to eat on my own. My aunt and uncle were also in from New Jersey and we weren't able to spend any time with them. For an entire week, he laid in bed and slept or cried out in pain. Some days were better than others and we had to go to doctor appointments and get scans. On Tuesday, he went to the doctor and he told TK that if he didn't pass the stone by Thursday, that he would have to get it removed on Friday. By Thursday night at 10 p.m., he passed it and felt some immediate relief. We showed up to the hospital in the morning with the stone and spoke to the doctor who sent us home. That Friday was our sixth wedding anniversary, so we went to breakfast to celebrate a pain-free day and then hung out at home. We were supposed to go to a wedding that night, but TK was still not 100 percent, so we had to skip it.
Now that it is November, I am looking back at that awful week that occurred when I turned 34 and I am hoping that the rest of the year can only get better from here. Please God, make me be right.
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