My Weekend...

In Pictures...

Still Around...

Alive, and finally recovering from strep throat (yes, on TOP of all the fun I've had with the Procardia incident, I've had strep all week long.) I'm headed to Nashville with my best friend, Jen, this evening. I'll catch back up with everyone on monday. I hope everyone has a good and safe weekend!

*Hugs and Love To ALL*

Your Next Breath... Could Be Your Last...

That was my fear saturday night, as I slipped in and out of consciousness on the exam table at the hospital. I didn't know what was wrong. All I DID know, was I was burning up, I couldn't breathe, and it was a fight to stay conscious. I couldn't sign my name, hell, I didn't even know my name. What, *we thought*, started out as a severe panic attack escalated to much more.

On friday, I had my well woman exam with Dr. Crowder. Everything looked GREAT! She gave us the green light to begin trying to have children. The only problem: I was on an ace inhibitor, which is KNOWN to cause birth defects. I needed to switch to something a little "safe", if I was going to get pregnant. She prescribed me Procardia (if you have PCOS and take Glucophage/Metaformim REMEMBER THAT NAME). I got it filled, and took my first one yesterday morning. I felt like I was taking a sinus infection, so I didn't feel good to begin with. I took a nap, and woke up ice cold. I was going to the bathroom every few minutes, and couldn't get warm. When I got warm, I was burning hot. NOTHING could cool my face and neck.

I began to panic. I thought I was dying. I was so dizzy, I couldn't walk on my own. I was so nauseated, I thought I'd die. Then, I drifted in and out of consciousness. By the time I was wheeled back to a room, it was a fight for me to stay awake. My Momma and aunt were the only people with me. I felt decent enough earlier in the day, and told Chris to go fishing with Daddy. I had NO idea this would happen.

A nurse comes in, and puts a port in my arm. I was nervous, but didn't even feel it. I was injected with sodium and toradol immediately. I was so dehydrated, there was no saliva in my mouth, only mucus from my draining sinuses. Every time I moved my head, I was in so much pain, I was frozen. What happened next, brought everything into perspective for me.

The doctor ordered a brain scan. A brain scan. Does he think I have a tumor? Do I have cancer? The sodium had taken effect, and I was somewhat coherent. I understood what was happening to me. As the doctor wheeled me back to the small, dark room where I was to have the scan, my entire life flashed before me. I have so much to live for. Only a day before, I had watched my godson graduate from Kindergarten, what if that was the last graduation I'd see? What if I never got to see him grow up? What about my husband? We've been through so much, and our marriage is better than ever-- what would happen to him if I died? What about my parents and aunt? Burying their only child would destroy them.

As the machine whirled around my head, I saw the faces of everyone I loved. The thought that I might only have a year, month, or day with them was overwhelming. The, now, pain in my arm from the port was nothing in comparison to the pain in my heart. A year ago, I prayed every night that God would take me peacefully in my sleep. My life was shit. I had no desire to go on, but now, now I have every reason in the world to live.

The 15 minutes it took to get the results back where the longest 15 minutes of my life. When the doctor told me all of my scans/bloodwork were normal, I was so relieved. It turns out, that Procardia and Glucophage/Metaformin are NEVER to be taken together- EVER. I had EVERY side effect of Procardia BUT DEATH. Yes, what I took, for all intents and purposes, could've killed me. Every breath I took with that medicine in my system, could've been my last. Luckily, it wasn't. Had I been a "smaller person," I'd be willing to bet, I'd be dead.

I've learned so much in the past year-- and even more in the past 24 hours. Take NOTHING FOR GRANTED-- NOTHING. Every breath is precious.

Congrats To Caleb!

My precious godson, Caleb, graduated from kindergarten today! I'm so proud of him!!!


The Happy Valley Elementary Kindergarten Class of 2007:

7 Things... And More!

First, I've been Tagged by Mississippi Songbird to give 7 things about me that no one knows:

1. I never learned how to ride a bike.

2. I'm afraid of flying.

3. I can't sleep without the tv on and a fan blowing on me.

4. I have a playboy bunny permanently "tanned" into the side of my left calf from tanning with a "bunny" sticker there for many years.

5. I eat ranch dressing with pizza.

6. I won't smoke a non-menthol cigarette (if I smoke).

7. I always lock the door immediately after I walk into my house. (I don't live in a high crime area or anything like that, it's just a strange "quirk" I have.


I hope ya'll enjoyed those "nuggets" of joy! :0) On to updates! Things have been nuts! Last week when I went to see Dr. Crowder, she was THRILLED with my weight loss! So happy, in fact, that she took me off of the low dose of blood pressure medication she had me on. Well, unfortunately, that was a really BAD idea. I spent most all of last week with severe headaches and was so lethargic that I could barely get out of bed. I felt MISERABLE. I broke down on sunday and took it. Needless to say, I'm feeling 100% better! I go back to see her on friday, so I'm going to talk to her then about what to do, BECAUSE, I want to reproduce.

Yes, you heard me correctly, I'm wanting to get pregnant. Now, whether or not that will happen or not is a different story (due to the PCOS/IRS), but I'm going to talk to her about my options and what I need to do. I've been doing a lot of research about the medications I'm on for PCOS and pregnancy, and so far everything I HAVE to be on is looking really good (as far as being "safe" during pregnancy). So, wish us luck there!

On friday, my godson, Caleb, graduates from Kindergarten! I'm so excited! Chris and I were really wanting to do something special for him, but we don't have a lot of extra money this week, so I think he's getting a card with money and a trip to McDonald's instead of Chuck E. Cheese like I'd previously planned. Maybe to the park afterwards. Caleb loves to go to the park, so that might work just as well.

I'm going to make my blog rounds (as best I can). Although, I don't get to your blogs like I used to, you're ALL still in my thoughts and prayers! My blog friends are so special to me, and I thank each and every one of you who check in on me! Much Love!

I'm In Print!

See HERE for details!