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11.11.2010

Part 2: Living In My Own Private Idaho

It's been over 24 hours now since the pill. I have a runny/stuffy nose and significant jaw pain. It was hard to eat soft bread this morning, but the butter on it was divinity. I missed butter. Last night I could finally eat "regular" food and I'd been craving a McDonald's cheeseburger. Yes, that's right, a tiny, smooshed slab of greasy meat, melted cheese product, maybe a pickle or two, ketchup and a processed, white flour bun (all things I could not have on my diet). Chad brought me one home after work and I savored every last morsel. I was glad I had that last night since today my sense of taste isn't 100% and it hurts to chew. Nausea last night was pretty intense (it was not burger related, I promise) and I did everything in my power to prevent the puking I was told may happen. I did not want to have to clean up nuked puke. I was successful. The hardest part of being locked away is hearing my kids cry. Sam had the hardest time yesterday. He cried all evening and left me little gifts under the door. I skyped them when Chad came home and that seemed to help. Noelle was fine yesterday but today she is crying over everything. It is hard to hear. They made me get well cards today with flowers on them. I love them. And sweet little Ruby I hear often. She is my mama's girl and it is contrary to everything I know not to go to her, hold her and kiss her. I just have to sit here . . . in my room. I watch period films to pass the time. I have a paint project and a tiny hole in the wall where the towel rack once was that I need to patch. I keep busy. I worked out. I tried not to sweat too much since that is also highly radioactive. It helped my jaw to work out. I appreciate all your comments here and on facebook. They are some of my only connection to the outside world. You are wonderful friends and family. I am so lucky and blessed. God has been so good to me.

4 comments:

Kara and Kevin said...

Hang in there Amber. You are tougher than I would ever be going through everything you are going through. I am so frustrated right now with trying to make a pymt for my cell phone bill. It's been a 3 day process, crazy and frustrating and then I get on and read your blog and realize I need to chill out and realize what I do have. Cuz I am sure that being contained in a room for who knows how long (1 day would be hard enough) is much harder than my little annoying problem. Anyways keep your spirits up. You are in our prayers and I hope things get better from here!!

smiliesar said...

Sounds like you are doing well considering. So what movies have you watched so far? It has to be hard on the kids but harder for you to hear and not be able to act. It will quickly pass and they will survive. Love ya!

Alisha said...

Nuked puke. I'm glad you didn't have to clean that up. Wouldn't have been pretty. (Plus my motto is "if you throw it up, you shouldn't have to clean it up." In these circumstances, though, you'd have to do it and that would not be good.)

Hang in there. (How many days?)

Joseph & Julie said...

Hey Amber,
I found your blog through mutual friends. I just wanted to send my love and support through cyberspace. Your blog makes me laugh and cry. I have always loved your sense of humor.
Hang in there girl! You can make it, we will be praying for you over here.
I think you are an awesome Mama, those kids of yours are so blessed. Huge *HUGS*

Julie (Chandler) Lopez