My view for the day

Three days ago, I was taking Everett to Urgent Care to get his UTI diagnosed, and today – apparently – was my turn.  Only it wasn’t a UTI, and it wasn’t Urgent Care.  It was what turned out to be a ruptured ovarian cyst, and it was my old faithful Emergency Room… the same one that admitted me three years ago when I had my emergency gall bladder surgery, and two years ago when I needed a stent put in for hydronephrosis.  (But I’m healthy usually, really!)

Today was more CT scans and ultrasounds, more morphine and zofran.  Not my most favorite way to spend a Thursday – and I terribly missed the kids – but it just makes me all the more thankful to be home where I belong, surrounded by my people, and able to sleep in my own bed.   

Next week will be better, and God willing, it will be a good long time (or forever) before I have to look at this again: