I'm back....sorry it's been a while. We have had a roller coaster  of a ride the last few days.

It all started on Friday.

Friday: Hubby's Birthday.

I was feeling the best I have felt in a while. So I went out after dropping the boys to school, and bought goodies for my man. The present he wants isn't available yet, so that was good, as money is tight, but I still was able to buy a cake, and pizza for dinner. His choice. I even took the daughter to work and picked her up. I was on top of the world.

Saturday:

Still doing fine. Got washing in off the line. Did the dishes. Big things after not being able to move without huge waves of pain. Then had a shower. Decided that 3 weeks of hair growth on legs was enough and shaved. Got to almost the end and was feeling a little wary. A few warning niggles so I backed off.

Then whilst getting dressed, and slipping on my jeans, I heard a CLUNK. Too late......

OH SHIT. PAIN. PAIN. PAIN and more PAIN.

Sunday: Mother's day.

That was it. Two whole days, including Mother's day in bed, wincing every time I moved.

FANTASTIC. House inspection coming up, and due to be back at work and needed to be as all the sick pay and annual leave has been used up, and I am basically disabled.

Oh and our modem died as well. Hubby was so pleased.

Monday: Shit!

Got out of bed. My body clock all out as I can't sleep well, and so I read. Haven't eaten well, been too off on meds. So off to the loo as I realised I needed to number 2, and it had been a few days, so not good.

Well, not good was an understatement. 

One discovered, that pain meds can cause constipation, and I seemed to have the mother of all poops wanting to come out, and it wasn't going anywhere. Not up, or down. 

The huge pressure on the lower spine then caused a pinched nerve. The nerve caused me to loose feeling in my legs, all the way down to my toes.

Yep, there I was, un-showered since Saturday, sat on the loo, trying to poop, and no legs.

After about 20 mins, I called out to child 1 who was home thankfully. By this time I was in some pain, and scared out of my wits. I couldn't get up, as I feared falling, and I was too heavy  for her. Hubby was sleeping, he is still recovering from his back injury, so I didn't want to bother him, or have him risk his back for me. That is how we ended up like this in the first place!

So after some debate she decides to call the hospital for advice.
They send for the ambo's. 

OH GREAT!

Utterly mortified, I make my daughter brush my hair , fetch a clean nighty, and hand me a toothbrush.

The phone rings, it's work. It is the 4th missed call of the day. Kinda busy stuck on the loo!

The hospital calls my daughters mobile to say they are sending out the specialist instead, and it may take 40 mins hang in there.

I start weeping. My legs have become dead. I have cut off the blood supply from having sat there so  long. They burn. It is the only feeling I have. Still can't feel my feet.

I try my best to make sure my bottom area is clean, and realise I have strained so hard I have grown testicles.

By now, which was fast approaching an hour, hubby had woken to the commotion, "WHY DIDN'T YOU COME GET ME?" he barked.

Then he began in his matter of fact way to assess my rather embarrassing situation.

He decides there was no other way but to stand me up and get me back to bed.

So with me screaming, and holding on for dear life, shuffle by shuffle I made it back to bed and the blood began to pickle and tingle back through my dead legs.

HOLY COW.

I was feeling so much better already, I asked for the specialist to be cancelled. No need to be any more red faced after all. I muttered "I'm Sorry" about 100 times, and passed out.

Later after prunes, and yoghurt, and cereal, and lots of water, I was able to free myself from this horrid pressure in my bowl, and that enabled me to stand and walk about again, almost like a human.

YEAH!

Tuesday-Wednesday:

Spent pottering and cleaning for the big House Inspection.
Hubby and all 3 kids doing the lions share this time, and then last minute back up from my angel Jenny.

Made a call about hubby's sickness claim, and was told it takes 49 days just to process. He will be back at work by then I hope, so what do we do for money between now and then?


Wednesday night:

To bed, must sleep, have to be up and beds made. Agent will be here between 9 am and 1 pm. 

SLEEP....SLEEP.... I said SLEEP..... but my brain had other ideas.



THURSDAY:


The inspection went well.

Child 3 wet the bed during the night so we had a pile of washing. He managed to pee through everything! So clean sheets, and shower at 3 am, and it's RAINING!

I just couldn't sleep last night. You know when you have to be up early and you have to sleep, and you just can't. Well that was me last night. I think I had managed about an hour before he woke us, and Hubby went off. He was feeling stressed about the inspection and money too. 

Sadly neither of us could get back to sleep after that. 

I fort it till around 5 am and then gave up and got up and did the dishes, and the few last min things. Hubby wasn't far behind. Can't beat them join them type of thing.

By 10 am I was beat, and she wasn't here yet, the agent, so I lay down and shut my eyes for a bit. I just nodded off when she rang the door bell. Back up.

After 20 mins, I was planning on getting back to bed. Sleepy and cold, and now hungry. But sleep beat food, so back to bed I went. Hubby had a dentist appointment at 11 am so I knew I would have the bed to myself, and the two cats for at least a good hour.

There was a mix up with the appointments and just as I was nodding off for the second time, he came home and got back into bed. Too late for me. I knew I had the date right. The lady wrote in on a card for me months ago. It is in my purse. Proof. 

So alert once more and now another thing to toss about the brain cells, and sleep evaporated again. 

I was OVER TIRED.

So after  half an hour, I decided to let the man sleep in peace. Why should both of us be sleepless? I got up and had some lunch with my daughter and we tuned out the world and watched Breaking Dawn pt2. (Mother's Day pressy)

Now I am again feeling the Zzzz's creeping. I should fight it now, and just go to bed at the right time tonight. Hubby is yet to surface. He was really wiped out.

I am totally fried though, but I did make dinner tonight so progress on that front.