I'm not looking forward to this next month. In fact, I'm dreading it.
In the next week, I will have to take Morgan to the neurologist to begin testing for seizure activity and then, on Friday, I have my consult for my surgery for removing endometriosis from my bowels.
Fun stuff, huh?
I always say that when one shoe drops, get ready for the next one... because God knows, it will hit. But I'm kind of a pessimist.
I know that insurance will not cover the full cost of my surgery. Our insurance is just plain crappy like that. We have a deductible to meet and it's high. To put just our drug plan into perspective, each month, I spend $97.00 on one drug, just one, and that's for me.
|You can't see the pillow & heating pad separating me from my loves|
Even at my best right now, I'm limited on what I can do. I cannot stand for long periods of time because I will double over with excruciating pain and pass out. I vomit- a lot. I cannot drive right now because I never know when I will pass out. I cannot do all of the 1,001 things I normally do.
We're cuddling a lot, but I cannot stand to have them touch me because the pain is that intense. It's like childbirth, but worse, because it never ends.
They are witnessing me pass out, vomit, and/or scream from sheer pain, even when I try to hide it from them. This is not something a child should ever see. Ever. They are worried and it shows.
We need some cheer, y'all.
So, I'm going out on a huge limb here. I'm doing something that I would never think to do in a million years.
People keep asking me, virtually, how can they help? I keep mulling this over and this is the only thing I can come up with. I'm asking that each person who reads this blog send Morgan a card, if you can. You can send a present, if you want, but a card would rock his socks off.
Please, help me cheer my kid(s) up. Help me make Morgan's birthday extra special. He knows that I write this blog about him and our family. He loves mail, in any form. He loves postcards from different places, cards, packages, etc.
Bay does, too. I'm including him in this because, frankly, it's confusing as hell for his five year old brain to process his mommy being in this much pain and passing out from it. Also, sibling rivalry isn't pretty.
Messages posted to my Facebook wall are great, too.
Morgan's birthday is in the third week of October. I'm hesitant to post his actual birth date until the actual day because of privacy issues. I feel like I'm already baring my soul and pride in this post and blog so much, so some things should be kept private until they cannot.
Should you choose to send something to my son(s), here is how:
You may mail letters, postcards, cards, or packages to
c/o Thomas Cash
74257 Hwy 25
Covington, LA 70435
Morgan loves Thomas the Tank Engine (obviously, there are whole posts about this) anything. There is a new movie out called "King of the Rails" which he is incredibly excited about and there is a ton of paraphernalia surrounding it. He also likes Mario Kart, books on trains, Clifford the Big Red Dog, the ocean, reefs, and shells.
If you're interested in sending something to cheer up Bay, he loves Legos sets, Skylanders, art supplies, books on anything (especially level 1-2 readers), and Minecraft.
From the bottom of this mom's heart, thank you for the love and support that has continued to pour forth to me and my family. If anyone every tells you that online friends aren't real, they're lying. I've had more people check in on me to give me a laugh or offer an ear this week than I ever thought possible.