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Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Where Have I Been?
My goodness. It feels like it has been about 20 days since I have written. I guess it is because it has been 20 days. It seems that the longer I wait to write, the more I have to write about. It's funny how that works. Since my last post, I have taken a vacation. I took off for an entire week. I'm not used to being gone that long. We decided to go to the Memphis Zoo. After all, we did have 4 free tickets. The were about to expire, so we thought it would be nice to go. We took my sister-in-law with us. Since there was now 6 people going we needed to get a bigger car. She helped us out a lot. We ended up renting a Ford Freestar. It was really nice. It had a DVD player for the kids, which was great. We arrived in Memphis on Wednesday. The plan was to stay 2 nights, and then come home. Casey is a big Elvis fan, so we thought taking him to Graceland would be cool. I used to like Elvis also. I guess I still do. We stayed at the Hampton Inn on Union Ave. It seemed like a nice place. We had to drive through some not so friendly looking places to get there, but it seemed nice. I'd like for you to know that I repeated the word "Seemed". Little did we know, but the freaks come out at night there. I'll get into more detail in a minute.
We weren't sure what we were going to do for supper that night. It was getting late, and still no plans. I make it a habit to look through the papers in the hotel rooms, no matter where I go. I noticed that they have menus for the restaurants that delivered at the front desk. That seemed like a good idea (there's that word again). We found that one of the menu's was to Tucker's. Well, that's what we ordered. You might be asking, "Why not just get up and go find something to eat?". And that is a good question. There is a really good reason. It's not we didn't know where we were, and it was dark. The real reason is that we have gotten hooked. You see, it was close to 8:00pm. That is a crucial time for us. We are hooked to this TV show, Lost that comes on at 8:00. That is why we couldn't leave. Is that crazy or what?!?!?
Well, like I said Tucker's seemed like a good place to eat. We ordered, and the delivery girl arrived. She had blue hair, a nose ring, a ring right about her chin (a spike), rings in her eye brows, and of course a tongue ring. However, she was pretty polite. I thought to myself, "Well, this isn't so bad." Then, I found out I owed her $55.00 for the meal. The food was good. Well, mine was. I ordered a foot-long Philly Cheesesteak Sandwich. The others ordered a Pizza, Cheeseburger, and against my will, Casey ordered Hot Wings. Casey is a bit weird, when it comes to chicken. I guess weird is not the right word to use. He is like his mom, and me (to a certain extent). He likes chicken, but he doesn't really care for it on the bone. I know this, but apparently his mother doesn't. I told him not to order wings, but she asked, why not. I withdrew my objection. However, when we got the food, it wasn't what he was expecting. They were hot wings alright, but it was the whole wing. He was used to the small buffalo wings you can get at Pizza Hut. I was expecting that too. After all, I did order him 10 or them. As soon as he saw them he acted like he wasn't going to eat them. Uhh WRONG ANSWER... He ate some of it, but no where near all of it. Maybe next time he'll listen, they'll listen (I doubt it). So that was our night.
The next day we had planned to get up (whenever) and get ready to go to the Zoo. We got up, grabbed some free breakfast at the hotel (the best kind...free), and started out to the Zoo. I went to the van, and noticed that some of our papers were taken out of a bag and were in the passenger seat. No big deal. My sister-in-law had just been out there. I did notice a flashlight case in the floorboard, but no flashlight. Camille's wallet was there, so just for grins I looked in it. Just as I suspected, all of the money, credit cards, driver's license, pictures, etc. were right were she left them. Off to the zoo we go. I needed to make 1 stop. I had to clear my pictures off of the digital camera, so that we could take pictures of the animals and kids. Wal-greens does this pretty cheap. Uh-Oh...The camera, which was in the floorboard was gone!!! We go back to the hotel, and look around. Nothing... It appears someone got in the van overnight (must have been the freaks). I was still a bit confused. I mean they went through a bag, grabbed a flashlight out of it, left the had plastic case, totally overlooked a woman's wallet, and took a digital camera. Now you tell me. Is that the work of a freak or what? At first, I thought I left the doors unlocked (must have thought I was home), but later we noticed that the whole door lock was missing. Once again, the freaks take the weirdest thing. We even found a McDonald's Happy Meal box on the ground. Camille said it was in the van, and had Alina, our daughter's hamburger in it. Needless to say, the burger was gone. Let's see, money... or the burger and a good camera...? We still had a good time. After all, it's not like we were in the van at the time. I think that if the camera had not been there, they would have found the wallet.
Another episode we had occurred prior to our trip. We had to visit the Hospital FOUR times in six days. It all started on Tuesday. Camille started spotting a bit. I left work to go check on her. We called the doctor, and they told her to go in on Wednesday. She was due for an ultrasound on the following Monday, but they went ahead and did it on Wednesday. Joe, the ultrasound guy, said he couldn't see a baby. She should have been around 13 weeks, but the sack measures 7 weeks. We went straight in to see her OB/GYN. He was out, but one of his nurses took care of us. She let us know what had happened. Apparently, this is what you call a "Blighted Ovum". She told us that 1 out of 8 pregnancies are blighted ovums. I did a bit of research on it, and found that there is a 13% chance of having one. That's pretty close to 1 out of 8. Maybe she knew what she was talking about.
Camille wanted a D and C, but they told her that she should be able to pass everything on her own. It would be like a bad menstrual cycle...HA!!!!!!! YEAH RIGHT!!!!!! If they ever told her that again, I don't want to be anywhere around. All they wanted to do was get some blood work. Of course we had to go to the Hospital for that. So, here is visit number one.
Thursday went okay. She had some of pain, but nothing more. She had to go back to do MORE blood work on Friday, trip number 2. They wanted to compare the Pregnancy hormones from the first blood work to make sure they were decreasing. If they were decreasing that means that she was miscarrying on her own. Her results came back positive for the miscarriage, so now we were waiting for the "bad cycle". It happened on Friday night. I won't go into detail out of respect for Camille and the readers (whomever you may be). I ended up leaving work. She was in so much pain. She was crying all night. She was real weak throughout the night.
Saturday went a little better. She remained weak, but the pain wasn't as intense. Of course she had no real appetite. She is borderline anemic anyway, so that didn't help. Sunday came around, and we thought she was better. We went to church, and even went out to eat afterwards. She ate about half of her meal, the pain hit her. She was going back and forth to the bathroom, and then started crying. Needless to say, we left early, and I took her to the hospital, trip number 3. There wasn't much they could do. They gave her an IV, took more blood, and gave us Pain Medication. They also scheduled a D and C for Monday, trip number 4. The D and C went well. She came out a bit emotional and way under the influence, but other than that she was fine.
There have been some moments when she gets depressed, but for the most part those have passed. She has excepted the loss. I think it is safe to say, that neither of us want to go through that again. This makes 3 miscarriages. The emotional side of it is too much to bear. We need to take time to appreciate the 3 wonderful children we have. However, is we are blessed with another opportunity, we would gladly take it. But right now, neither of us is ready for that.
We weren't sure what we were going to do for supper that night. It was getting late, and still no plans. I make it a habit to look through the papers in the hotel rooms, no matter where I go. I noticed that they have menus for the restaurants that delivered at the front desk. That seemed like a good idea (there's that word again). We found that one of the menu's was to Tucker's. Well, that's what we ordered. You might be asking, "Why not just get up and go find something to eat?". And that is a good question. There is a really good reason. It's not we didn't know where we were, and it was dark. The real reason is that we have gotten hooked. You see, it was close to 8:00pm. That is a crucial time for us. We are hooked to this TV show, Lost that comes on at 8:00. That is why we couldn't leave. Is that crazy or what?!?!?
Well, like I said Tucker's seemed like a good place to eat. We ordered, and the delivery girl arrived. She had blue hair, a nose ring, a ring right about her chin (a spike), rings in her eye brows, and of course a tongue ring. However, she was pretty polite. I thought to myself, "Well, this isn't so bad." Then, I found out I owed her $55.00 for the meal. The food was good. Well, mine was. I ordered a foot-long Philly Cheesesteak Sandwich. The others ordered a Pizza, Cheeseburger, and against my will, Casey ordered Hot Wings. Casey is a bit weird, when it comes to chicken. I guess weird is not the right word to use. He is like his mom, and me (to a certain extent). He likes chicken, but he doesn't really care for it on the bone. I know this, but apparently his mother doesn't. I told him not to order wings, but she asked, why not. I withdrew my objection. However, when we got the food, it wasn't what he was expecting. They were hot wings alright, but it was the whole wing. He was used to the small buffalo wings you can get at Pizza Hut. I was expecting that too. After all, I did order him 10 or them. As soon as he saw them he acted like he wasn't going to eat them. Uhh WRONG ANSWER... He ate some of it, but no where near all of it. Maybe next time he'll listen, they'll listen (I doubt it). So that was our night.
The next day we had planned to get up (whenever) and get ready to go to the Zoo. We got up, grabbed some free breakfast at the hotel (the best kind...free), and started out to the Zoo. I went to the van, and noticed that some of our papers were taken out of a bag and were in the passenger seat. No big deal. My sister-in-law had just been out there. I did notice a flashlight case in the floorboard, but no flashlight. Camille's wallet was there, so just for grins I looked in it. Just as I suspected, all of the money, credit cards, driver's license, pictures, etc. were right were she left them. Off to the zoo we go. I needed to make 1 stop. I had to clear my pictures off of the digital camera, so that we could take pictures of the animals and kids. Wal-greens does this pretty cheap. Uh-Oh...The camera, which was in the floorboard was gone!!! We go back to the hotel, and look around. Nothing... It appears someone got in the van overnight (must have been the freaks). I was still a bit confused. I mean they went through a bag, grabbed a flashlight out of it, left the had plastic case, totally overlooked a woman's wallet, and took a digital camera. Now you tell me. Is that the work of a freak or what? At first, I thought I left the doors unlocked (must have thought I was home), but later we noticed that the whole door lock was missing. Once again, the freaks take the weirdest thing. We even found a McDonald's Happy Meal box on the ground. Camille said it was in the van, and had Alina, our daughter's hamburger in it. Needless to say, the burger was gone. Let's see, money... or the burger and a good camera...? We still had a good time. After all, it's not like we were in the van at the time. I think that if the camera had not been there, they would have found the wallet.
Another episode we had occurred prior to our trip. We had to visit the Hospital FOUR times in six days. It all started on Tuesday. Camille started spotting a bit. I left work to go check on her. We called the doctor, and they told her to go in on Wednesday. She was due for an ultrasound on the following Monday, but they went ahead and did it on Wednesday. Joe, the ultrasound guy, said he couldn't see a baby. She should have been around 13 weeks, but the sack measures 7 weeks. We went straight in to see her OB/GYN. He was out, but one of his nurses took care of us. She let us know what had happened. Apparently, this is what you call a "Blighted Ovum". She told us that 1 out of 8 pregnancies are blighted ovums. I did a bit of research on it, and found that there is a 13% chance of having one. That's pretty close to 1 out of 8. Maybe she knew what she was talking about.
Camille wanted a D and C, but they told her that she should be able to pass everything on her own. It would be like a bad menstrual cycle...HA!!!!!!! YEAH RIGHT!!!!!! If they ever told her that again, I don't want to be anywhere around. All they wanted to do was get some blood work. Of course we had to go to the Hospital for that. So, here is visit number one.
Thursday went okay. She had some of pain, but nothing more. She had to go back to do MORE blood work on Friday, trip number 2. They wanted to compare the Pregnancy hormones from the first blood work to make sure they were decreasing. If they were decreasing that means that she was miscarrying on her own. Her results came back positive for the miscarriage, so now we were waiting for the "bad cycle". It happened on Friday night. I won't go into detail out of respect for Camille and the readers (whomever you may be). I ended up leaving work. She was in so much pain. She was crying all night. She was real weak throughout the night.
Saturday went a little better. She remained weak, but the pain wasn't as intense. Of course she had no real appetite. She is borderline anemic anyway, so that didn't help. Sunday came around, and we thought she was better. We went to church, and even went out to eat afterwards. She ate about half of her meal, the pain hit her. She was going back and forth to the bathroom, and then started crying. Needless to say, we left early, and I took her to the hospital, trip number 3. There wasn't much they could do. They gave her an IV, took more blood, and gave us Pain Medication. They also scheduled a D and C for Monday, trip number 4. The D and C went well. She came out a bit emotional and way under the influence, but other than that she was fine.
There have been some moments when she gets depressed, but for the most part those have passed. She has excepted the loss. I think it is safe to say, that neither of us want to go through that again. This makes 3 miscarriages. The emotional side of it is too much to bear. We need to take time to appreciate the 3 wonderful children we have. However, is we are blessed with another opportunity, we would gladly take it. But right now, neither of us is ready for that.
Posted by: Richard / 10/12/2005 09:36:00 AM 
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