Don't Worry You Say?

Last week was an interesting one for me.  I've been having a lot of trouble sleeping again and had close to 2 weeks of very poor sleep with frequent waking.  Wednesday I felt like a zombie and, as I frequently remember during these insomnia "flare ups", keeping someone awake is used as a form of torture.  I think this stint of sleeplessness was started off by a pinched nerve in my shoulder/neck that was painful enough to keep me from sleep for a few days.  After I was finally able to get that dealt with it had become a trend.  The last few nights I have gotten better sleep but it still hasn't been ideal and I am looking forward to my Dr. appointment this week where I will hopefully be able to get a prescription for my old (and super awesome) sleeping pills.  It strikes me as quite ironic that I don't ever sleep through a full night where as my brother falls into some sort of comatose sleep of the dead that is very difficult to wake him from.  I don't know why he got ALL the sleeping genes in the family.  Seems a little selfish of him in my opinion.  lol

Wednesday was my breaking point.  I was fully exhausted and would have liked nothing better than to curl up and do as little as possible but that was simply not an option.  It was actually a busy day.  My son had his kindergarten registration where he got to spend some time in the class room and play with one of his friends.  He thought that was pretty fantastic until he somehow managed to rip his fingernail off and right down the side.  At least it was right at the end and the teacher was able to help his out with a bandage.

We also had a pediatrician appointment for him that day at 4pm.  My son had been having some issues with peeing himself and I, at whits end, have been taking him to the Dr. to see if there was some sort of medical issue that might be to blame.  He has done quite a few urine tests and our Dr. discovered that he has some blood showing up in his.  This has meant quite a few subsequent test that have all shown the same results.  This has lead to a followup with a pediatrician.  I was under the impression that the appointment would be more about issue of peeing himself, since that was my original concern.  We have done an ex ray and an ultrasound already and I figured this was the next step.  I strangely didn't think to much about the blood in the urine because my Dr. made it sound like it was hardly out of the norm and not so big a deal.  Once I got to the pediatrician though I quickly discovered that this assumption was off base.  She informed me that sometimes this can be caused by an infection your body is fighting off but that doesn't seem to be the case with him.  He has also done 5 tests now over the coarse of over a month that have all shown the same results.  She then ordered a bunch of tests, more urine tests, a blood test (he's going to freak out), an EKG and some other test I don't remember.  She also informed me that he has a heart murmur.

The interesting thing I find about doctors is that they tell you not to worry and it's not a big deal but then they order a bunch of tests and throw out a bunch of words like kidney problems, heart murmur and possible defect.  "Oh, but don't worry."  Ya, I never do that.

When I was a kid there was a girl in my class that had a sort of unusually shaped chest.  She explained to us at one point that when she was younger she had swallowed a coin.  It had gotten stuck in her throat and they had to rush he to the hospital.  She had almost died but during the process they had done some ex rays and discovered that she had cancer.  Since they found it in time they were able to do treatments and she made a full recovery.  If she hadn't choked on the penny they wouldn't have found it until it was too late.  These are the stories that pop into my head when I hear these words from the pediatrician.  I think maybe there is a big medical battle ahead of us and in a few years I'll look back and say, "If I hadn't have had to take him to the doctor because he was peeing himself so frequently we would have never found out that he had....."

So the next step is the tests.  I know he is going to have a fit because I just had some of his immunizations updated and I have never heard a kid freak out so much about a needle.  In the meantime I will work on my not worrying.  I think it will be a great time to actually get around to painting Matthew 6:26 on my kitchen bulkhead.  So to remind myself that we will be taken care of I will leave you with the words to that verse.
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?

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