I'm not a doctor and I don't even play one on TV, but I've got a gut feeling the medical professionals haven't figured out 100% what's going on with me.  Now, yesterday I might have over done things (I went to work and then to TOY's baseball game) and I did forget to take one pill.  Today, I felt like HELL.  Really, from before I step out of bed until about 14:30, I was dying.  At one point, I had my head on my desk at work and tears running down my cheeks I was in such pain.  After work, I laid down for about an hour and a half.  I didn't sleep but I just laid there.  No TV, no nothing...just chilled.  Then I ate some dinner, hung with my great roomie for a few minutes and am now in bed again relaxing.  I feel like I've had just about every medical test under the sun done already and this must all be "in my head" but I know better.  Whatever...I'll live to talk about it and if I don't, I'll be living forever in God's Kingdom!

I must say its GREAT to be a Detroit sports fan!  My beloved Detroit Tigers beat the NY Yankees last night.  My beloved Detroit Red Wings took a 3-0 lead in the Western Conference Semi-Final Series against the horrible Avs.  Add on a Pistons win to take a 3-2 lead in their playoff series vs the 76ers.  Fan-freaking-tastic! 

On a sad sports note though...my beloved Detroit Tigers traded one of my favorite pitchers today.  Jason Grilli was sent to the Rockies for a minor league guy.  I understand we needed to clear a roster spot...but I'm sad to see Grilli go. 

I'm starting to feel a little overwhelmed by life and like I have SO much I need to get done, but I need to rest and put my health first.  I know that most of what I think I need to do will still be there in a week or whatever, but still.

God is love!

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After a trip to the doctor, then a trip to the ER, then another trip to the doctor, I'm doing okay.  Not good by any means, but in my opinion no better then I was on Tuesday.  I am DEFINITLY in less pain then I was on Wednesday night/Thursday morning when I was rushed to the ER.  I just pray the doctors have things right now and that I am on my way to recovery.  I missed work all last week and don't feel up to going tomorrow, but I will.  I feel myself mentally slipping during this trying time of illness.

Through all of this, I am SO grateful and blessed to have such fantasic family and friends.  The biggest hero in all this has to be my friend.  At 02:30, he answered his phone "What's wrong?"  To hear..."Can you take me to the ER?"  He lives roughly 4.4 miles away.  He was at my house, no questions asked in 15 minutes...and he had enough sense to grab a garbage can (in case I was puking), water, and sprite.  He was a trooper.  He did such a great job of rubbing my back, wipping my tears, holding my hand, calling my sister and parents.  He knew when to just shut up, he knew when to come with me, he knew the right questions to ask.  Upon discharge from the hospital, he was still a champ.  He helped pick up my newest precription, made sure I had gatorade (damn dehydration), got me all tucked into my bed with everything I needed before heading to his house.

Of course tons of my family and other friends are like you could have called me.  At that time of night and being in such pain, I needed someone I knew could act fast and someone that I trust and could be comfortable around.  At one point while laying on the hospital bed with my pee collecting in a bag attached to the side of the bed, an IV in my arm, a stylish hospital gown, and unwashed hair...(and this on a morophine high) I notice my legs are HAIRY.  My friend was like "I've seen them worse."  And then I didn't care about my hairy legs anymore.

As someone who HATES the doctors and everything that comes with it...I do have to say I am proud of myself and how I handled this week.  At the hospital, I had SO many tests done and I didn't fight any of them.  I think I was at the point, where I just surrendered and didn't have anything left in me to fight.  At one point, about 10 minutes after getting the morophine, someone gave me a consent letter to sign.  I have an IV in my left arm and am high on morophine.  I couldn't read it, couldn't sign my name, and at that point she could of told me she was taking my first born child and I wouldn't have known let alone care.

For the record, my friend is my friend.  We aren't together and we do what works for us. 

Back to the grind of work tomorrow.  I'm dreading it. 

God is love!

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I love my Detroit Tigers!  Even when they lost like 100 games a season, I loved them.  I loved them when they started this year 0-7.  After an 11 run sixth inning, I really love them!

About a week ago there was an earthquake in Illinois, that was felt in Michigan.  I didn't feel it, but it was all over the news and was the talk of the office.  Well, two times since then, I've woke up thinking there was an earthquake going on.  Each time, I'm like should I go stand in the doorway or just lay here until it stops.  Of course, I choose to just lay in bed.

God is love!

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So...I'm sick right.  Seriously sick.  I've missed 3 days of work.  I will be going to work tomorrow against doctors advice.  Doctor wants me off until Monday...at least.

Well, I called my Mom to tell her how I was feeling.  Dad answers Mom's phone and starts to give me sh*t about missing work when they've been laying people off lately.  THEN he tells me that he added a line to our cell phone plan for JJ.  Note:  I pay $ towards are phone bill.  JJ has proved time and time again that she's not the most responisble person.  Dad tells me "were going to have to start paying attention to how many minutes we use."  Now, hmmmm...I am still going to be paying the same amount of money so why should I have to start paying attention to my minutes.  Also, I'd bet as much money as I could come up with that she won't pay my Dad the amount she promised half the time.

I love my Dad & am a huge Daddy's girl.  On a regular basis, I'd tell you he's one of my best friends.  I'm just annoyed.  I know I wouldn't be nearly as annoyed if I didn't feel so crappy.  Also, I've been getting along with JJ pretty well and have actually been the one sticking up for her lately.

God is good, all the time.  All the time, God is good!

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I'm sick.  Yuck, blah, gag.  Sick.  I've missed two days of work, tomorrow will be the third and hopefully the last.  My boss is being NOT nice...but whatever, I don't like her at all.  I went to the doctor this afternoon.  Normal check done by the doctor, tons of blood, one shot, and 4 prescriptions later...I'm broke, tired, feel like junk, and am bored and lonely.  I should be back to work on Thursday but that will be the extent of what I can do for a while.  Saturday is TOY's baseball opening day...and I'm doubtful I'll be going.  When I get SICK (sick enough to go to the doctor) I don't play around.

I think I'm going to look for a book to read on my roomie's bookshelf. 

God is love.

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I'm going to work on going back to blogging.  I miss it.   I doubt anyone will read at all...but I just need it for me.

I've got a baby shower to go to today.  I can already tell I'm getting very panic filled about it.  The shower is for one of my dearest friends daughter.  I won't know anyone but my friend.  I've met her daughter/daughter-in-law and a few others a couple of times...but I don't know them.  I'm excited to go because this is a cool family and I love my friend, but I'm just YUCK because its outside of my box.  I'm sure it will be a good time, but in the mean while, it doesn't work that way in my head.

God is love!

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