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I'm tired. I'm stressed. I'm spacey. I'm forgetting words like parking lot and hole punch. I got pulled over tonight shortly after I left the hospital because I forgot to turn the headlights from parking lights to actual headlights.
Oy. Thankfully, the officer (M. Riggle - thank you for saving us!) was going the opposite direction and just barely saw the parking lights. I can't imagine driving all the way home without my headlights. It was a great opportunity to reinforce to my kids that policemen are there to keep us safe.
Michael's surgery went well. The surgeon said he has a hole about 5 inches wide and a half-inch deep in his back now. It's about the size of my hand. He'll stay in the hospital for another "day or two" to make sure that the wound is healing and to keep up the antibiotics, as well as working on his blood sugar levels.
The last time they checked his sugar it was 285, which is the lowest it's been since he's been in the hospital. It's still way too high, though, so he's getting anywhere from 12-16 units of insulin before each meal. The doctor came in this evening and told him that he'd probably be getting shots when he went home since the metformin didn't seem to be affecting his bgl. He said at this point it'd be two shots per day.
Please pray for Michael about this. One of his biggest concerns about having diabetes was having to have shots. He was really hoping he would be able to avoid it. We are well aware of the nutritional and lifestyle cure for diabetes, so please pray for us as we prepare for and begin the changes to reverse this diagnosis.
I'm emotionally fragile right now from the stress, getting perturbed easily in an effort to keep from crying because I'm worried about my husband and I miss him. The fact that I'm exhausted probably has something to do with it, too, ya think? Anyway, I am moody, but I know why, so I try to catch myself and redirect when I get wacky. The elder two kids will be at school tomorrow and it'll just be me and Bethy for most of the day, so that will probably help.
And the swiss cake rolls.
Thank you all again for your prayers and thoughts. An old friend from high school called tonight to check on me and make sure I was okay. I can't tell you how encouraging it is to see a new tweet, facebook post or comment, or message somewhere so frequently. It helps me keep from feeling so alone and lost in all this. Don't let anyone ever tell you that social networking is just a bunch of fluff - I'd be much worse off if it weren't for all my "friends I haven't met."
A special shout-out to my Frugal Moms girls and Paul Askin. The girls in my group and Paul have been an especially constant encouragement during this time, and I want to let you guys know how much I love and appreciate you!