To say that I'm behind on my blogging, is by far a understatment. I can not believe it has been 5 months since my last post... (sooo not cool, sorry guys!)
Life has been crazy,insane, caotic, wirl wind, MESS! But things are slowing down, the dust is starting to settle, and life is creating a whole new '
NORM' for the Danford family! Times are changing, and hopefully for the better.
Julian and myself has returned to Virginia on May 2nd, after a 17 hour STRAIGHT drive.
yikes! My
little Jubug did so well with the drive- slept the first 4 hours straight, played some- snacked some, slept another 4 hours(nap) we stopped to eat and stretch our legs some for lunch... he watched movies the remainder of the afternoon, Got carsick right outside the boarder of VA( 2 hours from VaBeach)... then slept the rest of the way! Finally, after being on the road since 3 a.m we arrive at 3845 Governors Way at 9:45 p.m. whew.. thank god for save travels and a well traveling toddler! :)
Since being back in town we have been in the hospital, not once, twice, but three times! 1st time being for a upper respitory infection. Julian was running insane fevers, and was throwing up. The fevers,caused high blood sugars- and eventually brought on ketones...
Second time, was for a double ear infection that also was accompanied by high fevers and later ketones. Thirdly, there was a bump or something of the sort on his left thigh. It was ugly, and reminded me of the spider bite I had in middle school, so i called the Dr. right away. The next avalible appointment was the following day at 8:30. In between scheduling the appointment, and actually going to the appointment.. this " thing" grew to be even more ugly, red, swollen.. etc. The clinic doctor, didn't give it much throught, seeing the pain Julian was in and the ugliness of the wound- before telling us he is having us admitted. I pretty much figured we would be, being he is a diabetic- slow healer, weaker immune system .. the whole nine yards. Julian was put on a IV antibotic. We met with many doctors, including infectious diease doctor who put his prediction in that Julians " bump" was MRSA. We were told he would be having surgery that night, or the following morning. After meeting with the surgeons, we learned that the surgery would not be until the next morning at 9.
I was a nervous wreck- Did not want to think of Julian being cut on, even for something minor. Hated to think of him being under annisteia. But certainly did not want him to continue to be in such pain from this THING on his leg. The next day came, and so did 9 oclock. They still had not came get him to bring him down to surgery, and the time creeped by. I think at this point we were all ready for it to just to be done and over with. Finally closer to 10 am, they came got us and brought us down. We were allowed to stay in the room with Julian until he was fully sedated. It broke my heart to see him laying there motionless, and so unresponsive. His body language is just what I fear to see every morning that he decides to 'sleep late'. Or if ever I go into check on him in the middle the night. I was a wreck, and am so thankful to have had Josh there to remind me that this is minor and temporary. 30 minutes passes, and finally we were told by the surgeon that Julian is fine, and everything is okay. We were allowed to go in and see him about 15 minutes later to see Julian. By then he was starting to come back around.. still very spaced out, and weird-like, but certainly comeing back. The first thing he said to us was, "THOMAS" as he saw the Thomas train I held for him while he was in surgery. He said,"thank you mommy" :)
After fully waking up he was in a lot of pain, and began throwing up, which is believed to be a reaction from the annasteia. We were not allowed to leave until he was able to hold down food- and it didnt help that a few hours later in the toy room, Julian randomly collasped and hit the floor like a ROCK. I have no doubt this had to do with the nurse blowing me off and not giving Julian his insulin until 50 minutes after he ate, and his Blood sugar being- OH I DONT KNOW... <500!!! but they blammed it on annisteia.
Enough of my fussing, none the less we were discharged around 8pm that night. We were instructed to meet with the surgeons the following day at 10am to have his first dressing changed.
Since then we have been doing the dressing changes our self,-- this is the dreaded part of the day. It takes a act of congress to hold down our muscle man toodler, to remove packing and clean his legg, There is no absolute way I could do with with out the help of Joshua.
Since Julian's first surgery, I have also begun to work. Nothing fancy, just a small- simple- part time job working nights and weekends to bring in a few extra dollars. I am going to miss dinner on those nights, bath time, bed time stories, and saying prayers- not to meantion watching weeds and intervention with the husband. However, I think I will learn to enjoy the time out the house, being social with others, meeting new people in my work place, && helping Josh support our family financially. It's all in God's plan, and if I got the job out of impulse- then I'm sure that will be made clear to me, & things with working wont work out- but I really feel like this job suits me..and our needs- for now. It is easy, decent money, and has a flexible schedule, not to meantion really nice people.
For the most part that is all that has been going on here lately. I will do better with updating- and bloging. Sorry for going MIA on you all- I won't let that happen again! :)
