Hello there! I have been so MIA lately, but with good reason! Mostly because I’ve been in the ER, the neurologist, inside of an MRI machine and in a general state of disarray. But I get ahead of myself. Let me back up to our weekend in Villa Roma, which was TOO much fun.
My family and I headed to the Catskills Friday morning for a weekend “reunion” at Villa Roma resort. There were 5 kids and 16 adults. We spent time by the pool and the splash pad, and it is so fun to see our kids growing up together and having fun. Dinner was a bit interesting, considering it occurred at the time the kids usually go to bed. We had a giant rectangular table for all of us with 4 high chairs at every corner. At some point during the five course meals, one of the kids was screaming. We spent a lot of time running after them in the dining room or trying to distract them with loaves of bread. During the day we would all try to get the kids to nap at the same time with various degrees of success. Some naps were never taken. A missed opportunity for these kids if you ask me. It was such a great weekend and I’m already looking forward to next year. It’s so great that my cousins and I have kids so close in age! Nothing is better than family.
The weekend was tainted for me though. Saturday morning I woke up at 3:45 because I had to pee so badly, and this was unfortunate because I put Charlotte’s crib in the bathroom. Before anyone gets all pitchfork parent over the fact that I made my daughter sleep in the bathroom, this bathroom was HUGE. It was big enough for her crib. Anyway, I was going to try and pee in an ice bucket or something, because I’m that afraid of waking her up, but I couldn’t figure out how to do that without being an actual psychopath. So I went to pee and woke her up and brought her to bed with me. And then I got a headache that I’ve never experienced in my entire life. The pain was so bad I couldn’t do anything except have tears slowly leak out of the sides of my eyes. I got my dad to come to my room around 6 AM to get me motrin and take the baby, and I stayed in bed with ice on my head and my eyes for over an hour. The pain started to go away little by little, and I was okay for most of the day and night. I always had the headache, but not as bad.
I woke up Sunday morning at 6 am with even more pain, and this time I was shaking, I had the chills and I could barely get out of bed. I managed to make it to the car, Eric drove us 2 and half hours home right to an urgent care center, and then they sent me to the ER. I spent 7 hours in the ER with the worst doctors I have ever encountered in my life. I left against medical advice, and had to basically beg them to take the IV out of my arm to let me go. They never spent more than 30 seconds with me, sent me for a head CT and told me I could die from a brain bleed. It was fun times. I won’t go back to the ER unless my arms have been removed.
Monday I stayed home from work and my skin started to feel sensitive. Just my shirt touching my skin felt painful. I made an appointment with a neurologist and saw him Tuesday. He had me make an appointment for an MRI of my brain, cervical spine and thoracic spine.
Tuesday night I woke up around midnight and couldn’t fall back asleep without my skin feeling like there was icy hot poured all over it. Then my arms and legs started to feel numb and heavy. This is when I assumed I was dying. I debated calling Eric to come home from work and take me back to the hospital. I managed to fall back asleep and called the neurologist back at 6 am – he sent me right to his office at 7:30 for the MRI of my brain and one of the spine ones. If you never had an MRI of your brain, I suggest you never get one. It was terrifying.
Thank the Lord above I have no tumors, no brain bleeds, no spinal infections. What do I have? Your guess is as good as mine. The neurologist seems to think it’s some sort of virus. I’m going for more blood work to see if anything comes up, because this is weird as fuck. He gave me medicine for shingles that is taking the icy hot feeling away from me little by little. Last night I got a beautiful rash and lumps on various parts of my body that itched like hell, but this morning that was gone. I literally have no idea what is wrong with me.
And all I could think of, this entire time? Thank God it’s me and not Charlotte. But also, please go away now. I’ve had enough of feeling weird as fuck.