Monday, November 19, 2012

Day 09

I am awakened to the sounds of someone throwing up. At first I think I didn't hear it right and that it must have been on the television or even a noise that wasn't that. As I open my eyes and look at the clock it says in amber numbers 3:38. As I look to the right I see that my husband is not in bed and I hear the sound again. I have now realized it wasn't a dream, and it was what I thought it was. How can I drown this sound out? I hate this sound. It is followed by whining, stomping of the feet back across the room, to his side of the bed, with a loud and large flop as if he's throwing himself onto the bed and another way for him to let me know he's sick and for me to wait on him. I wait, it's coming. The door opens, he's dressed and heading to the kitchen. He's going to work. No sick time left, no vacation time left. Again, how do I remove the echoed sounds of him from the bathroom out of my head and fall back asleep. I read for 30 minutes until I feel myself ready to fall back asleep. It's now almost 4:30am.

I'm awakened again by an alarm blaring. I startle in bed and try to gain some composure. I hit snooze. I close my eyes, and it goes off again. I've lost 9 minutes but how? I just closed my eyes. I shut the alarm off on the phone, and begin to dial the school.

Little one has been standing up and her eye sight is blacking out. She reaches for something, as she falls and hits the floor but misses. I've seen this happening four times this weekend. Only when she stands, not sitting. I thought at first she was being dramatic. But when a child falls without reaching out to protect themselves when they fall to the ground you know it's serious. We're recording all foods going in, exercise, and when it happens. The following came to mind; blood pressure, sodium, diabetes, brain tumor. We have an appointment with the Dr and will see what happens.

My lower back is hurting. I am wondering if it's sciatic nerve? Two more days until I meet with the PA. Until then I'll just keep noting it.

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