I guess I need surgery

As you know, I am pregnant.

A couple of weeks ago I was curled up in a tight little ball on my bed and in a lot of pain. It scared me enough that I went to the Emergency Room.

I got a sonogram and saw the precious little jumping bean and was crying with joy like a baby at watching it. But they also did a sonogram on my upper GI tract and they found my gallbladder needs to be removed.

Apparently it has been full of stones for a while… from what they can tell, and now that I’m pregnant it’s acting up and causing all kinds of fun issues.

Most of the pain has been manageable, but late Monday afternoon the pain went to a whole different level. I’m talking flat on my back crying if I moved kind of pain.

So now I’m waiting to meet with a surgeon. The meeting is on the 25th… I’m hoping to make it until then so that I can talk with him rationally rather than being rushed through the ER again. I want to know all the risks and stats and everything else involved with this surgery while pregnant.

Would you please pray with me… we are heading to West Virginia tomorrow (Thursday) if my pain can subside long enough to be manageable (like it was today.)

1. Pray that the pain would back off… the longer the better.

2. Pray that I can have a higher pain tolerance and not be so mean with the kids in my pain.

3. Pray that Philip (bless his awesome little heart) doesn’t have to take me to the ER instead of a date on our trip to W. V.

I appreciate your prayers, your friendship and your love.

Megan

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And Baby Makes Five

I’ve been quiet because I’ve been sick. Really sick. Baby sick.

We found out in March that a little miracle had taken place. God had put together a little one, and it was growing inside of me.┬áNot all happy, happy, joy, joy. In fact there were plenty of reasons for pause. I’ll get to those in a minute, but here I am holding proof (the prego test) ┬áthat a little miracle had taken place. And I was now an incubator.

The last post I put up was about me losing weight. That I really needed to because of many reasons, but health and family were at the top of the list. Well, now I’m pregnant, obese and slightly (ok, big time) worried that this baby is going to be at risk because of my health. I was also worried because of the amount of stress of moving. I don’t care how well you plan, there is no easy, stress-free way to move. Well, unless you are moving next door.

So now we are in June. I have officially reached the end of the first trimester. We have moved states/houses and have all survived. I have been sick and I have been a… what’s a nice word for it…. pregnant woman with hormone problems… oh, there is no nice word… a B with an itch!

I have found a doctor (finally) and have gotten medicaid in the works. I am proud to say that because of LOTS of help from family and friends our house is starting to look like a home. Curtains are hung in kids rooms, pictures in living spaces, kitchen put together, family room too. Eventually all the boxes will find their way out of here and we will be all moved in.

I love being back in Michigan where I have all my family and friends. I’ve been missing them so much!!!

One of the greatest benefits is that when I have to go to the ER, I can call a friend and they fly over to help with kids so we don’t have to take them along. Yep, a couple of Saturday’s ago that’s exactly what happened. I called my friend Jennifer and she flew to come take the kids for me.

Philip and I went to the ER because I had major stomach pains all day and they weren’t letting up. Because of that we finally got to see baby kicking and jumping and healthy… but also found out that I have a major gallbladder problem and will probably be losing it soon. Hopefully after baby is born, but no guarantees.

Life is never boring around these parts. And God definitely has His own plans, that don’t always match our own. I have no idea how this year is going to shape up, what things will come next. But I’m confident in the One who holds my future and our family is safe in Those Hands.