Super Behind.



So I have been a very bad blogger and have not blogged in months. But that is all about to change and I am going to get back into the blogging scene. Since I am behind I am going to just add tons of pics and write captions for all of them.





Bryce Sick and in the Hospital

 


Bryce Feeling Better and Ready to Go Home

 



Lilly Licking her Toes



My Cousins On Their Last Day Here in Illinois.
But I am now Happy To Report They Have Already Moved Back Home.

Lilly in here new vintage Car Daddy won for her.

Lilly enjoying pretzels with her Daddy

Lilly crawled in her highchair by herself and then got stuck.

Me 6th grade. My teacher found this and sent it to me.
Look at the permed short hair. What was my mother and I thinking.

Bryce and Lilly playing with their water table the Toth's got them for their birthday.
They loved it!



Bryce first haircut, cut by Johnny!



No more curls

Happy boy after his haircut.

Dinner at Steak and Shake

Happy to announce my cousin is having another baby!
Hopefully a girl!





My handsome man!

Bryce's first Cardinals Baseball game

I found Lilly sleeping

Bryce Chilling in Daddy's Chair





Bryce fell asleep in Daddy's chair



Lily at the Baldnobbers show 2nd year

Bryce at the Baldnobbers Show "Being Shy" 2nd year

Lilly looking cute before the baldnobbers Show.

Bryce didn't want us to leave again. But what he didn't know I was actually unpacking from the Branson Trip

Lilly Sleeping. I keeping finding her in stranger places.

Bryce Sleeping in the Target cart.

Memorial Day Weekend

So our Memorial Day Weekend didn't exactly go as planned.

Friday night I went out with the girls (a much needed girls night it had been over a year since this has happen) Amanda met at my house around 5 met the kids that she had not seen yet and they are 16 months old, that's how long its been. We got ready around 6 and then headed out the door around 645 to be at Zappatas for dinner at 7.

Amy and Ken met us there around 730. By then Amanda and I already finished half of our first Margarita. We enjoyed our dinner and then headed over to Wild Country.

The night was going good, we was dancing and drinking. Then the shots started flowing and after a few to many everyone was getting hungry again so around 230 am we decided lets go to Denny's. As we was leaving somehow Amy missed the concrete step as she was stepping down and she fell, but when she did her chin hit the step and she busted it open. I immediately put pressure to it and just knew it needed stitches so her and Ken went to the hospital and the next thing I know Amanda left with some guy she met at WC so I went home alone.

The plan was that all 3 of them was going to stay at my house but its a good thing they didn't. I got home around 3 am and fell right asleep.

Around 330 am Bryce woke up screaming his head off. Doug got up with him and they went at it up and down all night long till around 6 am when he woke up screaming again to the point my drunk ass heard him so I got up to check out what was going on and realized Bryce was having trouble breathing, so I thought it was best to take him to Children's Hospital and it turned out to be a great idea.
When we got there they knew right away it was serious and took him straight back to his room and put oxygen on him, his levels were in the low 80's. Then he received 3 breathing treatments over the next few hours now the levels were up to high 80's. He also was swapped for viruses and had an Xray done to check his lungs. Both of those came back negative so they were clueless on what was wrong with him. At this point, they thought it would be best to admit him.
We was admitted to the PICU put in our own room since they didn't know what Bryce had and he was put on isolation (Gowns, masks and gloves). Days go by and they monitor him, give him treatments and he was kept on oxygen. By day 2 the doctor said in order for him to go home he has to be off oxygen 24 hours, so lets take it off and monitor how he does. Before they took him off his oxygen levels were running 92-95

Bryce was doing great, a normal kid again that wanted to play and run.

That night Kristi and the family BBQ so they brought Doug and I up a plate. It was so delicious.

This whole weekend that we was in the hospital with Bryce the MIL and SIL kept Lilly and I missed her so much. Saturday our plan was to go to a graduation party but since that was not happening Lilly got to ride in the car with them to the party. I don't allow this for many reasons so to say I was a nervous wreck was a understatement. But they went to the party and made it home safe. But trust me that wont be happening again unless something like this happens again. Sorry Sue but I just don't want my kids in the car with anyone but Doug and I. I know you told Doug that you will be extra safe, and its not You I am worried about. Its the other people out there. If someone would hit you and Lilly were to get hurt and I wasn't there by her side  I would be very pissed off. So that's why I don't allow my kids in your car or anyone elses.

By Monday the doctors and nurses all conversed and did there review on him and decided that he was well enough to go home. They did never figure out what he had but they think it was a Viral bronchiotits Lung Infection and don't believe he has asthma like me.
We headed home.

When we got home we took Bryce to see grandma and grandpa and Aunt Sue. Showed mom the new instructions on Bryce and then headed home to eat and relax. We were so wore out from no sleep at the hospital (being woke up every hour) that I decided to take Tues off and then also that way I could keep and eye on Bryce for one more day.
Good thing I did cause he pediatrician wanted to see him for a follow up.
There he got a good report and his oxygen levels were back to 100%

So a 3 day weekend of BBQ and parties turned into being a weekend in the hospital.

Weekend Update- The Flu Bug Hit the Buehrer House

OK so on Monday we had the twins 1 year check up, while there we was informed of all the new things the kids can do and have, one of them being Milk for Bryce. And they got their shots

On Tuesday night we decided to start him his milk in a sippy cup and then a milk bottle before bed. All went well and he loved it. 5 am rolls around and Bryce is up pucking all the sour milk. Great milk not so good anymore. We thought OK lets try again in a few weeks, the poor baby is miserable all day pucking, so Aunt Emily came back to help mom out and loved on Bryce to make him feel better since he wanted to be cuddled all day while Mom took care of Lilly. We picked them up after bowling and head home, all is good straight to bed they went as soon as we got home.

Thursday morning no signs of any puck. Off to grandmas they go we go to work. Just as I was about to pull in the driveway to get the kids I get a text. You have a sick pucking girl. Great not again, at this point I think nope it wasn't the milk they have a virus but I am going to call the pediatricians office because they did get shots and maybe they are having reactions to them. They call me back and say no they more then likely have a virus and keep an eye on them for wet diapers and do the BRAT diet etc. Bryce was sleeping so I left him there and took Lilly home. As soon as we leave she pukes all over over me. We go home I throw coat in the wash and lay her down. It wasn't 5 Min's and BAM I am hit with it all. I run to the bathroom and of course I have it coming out both ends.
I call Doug and he comes and gets Lilly and takes her back to his moms so I can hopefully get some sleep. He leaves and heads to his bow league. Around 7 I call him to please come home and take me to the ER its pretty bad and at this point I was so dehydrated I was puking up bile and acid.
He comes home and off we go, there they pumped me with nausea med zofran and IV's and then run tons of blood work. IT comes back with White Blood Cell Count high, doctors says he thinks I have a UTI on top of everything else and he was right so I was given a antibiotic. I also had inflammation of the stomach, gastroenteritis. and then was sent home. I go home and lay down around 11. At 1 am I am awaken with stomach pain and nausea 10 times worse then the first time and bed Doug to please take me back to the ER, again at this point I am dehydrated again. We get to the ER and this time I get a rude nurse that tells me you know when they send you home that not all your symptoms are just going to go away. I say yeah I understand that but this times its worse and I cant take it. She then tells me well I am not putting an IV in you don't need it I will just get you a pill of Zofran and get the doctor. I was pissed and almost ripped her head off ( remember I was in Pain). At the point I am screaming in pain and the doctor makes the nurse immediately put and IV and get me some morphine which they never gave me any the first time. She does plus the zofran and Fluids and 30 Min's later rolling in pain, I was given another shot of morphine. 30 more minutes and nothing and still puking. They changed the pain med and nothing I am in a ball pale and crying. One more switch and finally some relief and I drift off to sleep.
My poor husband was a trooper, running on no sleep and sitting/sleeping sitting up in a chair, while I am in a stretcher bed snoring away.
The Next thing I know I am awaken 7 am and again I am in pain and sick as a dog so I am told they are admitting me. I am wheeled up stairs to the 5th floor and sick again so they move me to my own room. I am thinking good then maybe Doug can sleep in the other bed and get some rest but they had it removed so he had no where but a chair that didn't even recline. I felt bed and told him to go home and of course he would not. He ran on coffee the whole night while I basically slept on and off in pain. I was never given anything again til finally around 1045 when they rolled in a IV poll with meds and fluids. Finally relief again, Doug was made and felt that they did nothing for me and just put me there to sleep it off.
The day goes by and all I do is sleep while being pumped with fluids and I want to go home. The Nurse practitioner comes in and tells me you drink white soda and eat Jello and keep it down you can go. Well first off now I haven't eaten since Wednesday night. I never ate anything Thursday day at work and that should have been a sign I was catching something. But I did eat since Wednesday and they whole time I was there I was NPO so now its Friday and quickly you just want to switch over and keep it all down. OK! Of course to top it off I don't drink soda and haven't in 2 almost 3 months so they soda tasted like crap and was way to sweet for me so I asked for water. The Jello was sugar free and gross.
We talk to the nurse about going home again and nothing. Around 5 the doctor on duty comes in and asked how I was and said fine feel better and I want to go home. He says he some solids, keep it down for 1 hour and you can go. Fine Doug goes and gets me some toast, this was a problem because the nurse forgot to let the kitchen know I was switched over from NPO to regular. Anyway finally I am brought my toast and its soaked in butter oh well I eat it and it was actually very good. 630 rolls around and I ask the nurse again, she said well wait to 7 when the night nurse comes on and I will have her call the doctor and get you out of here. Sounded like to me, lazy and didn't want to have to draw up discharge papers. 715 rolls around and I hit the call button and ask for the nurse now, I want to go home. 735 she walks into my room while on the phone with the doctor. Hangs up and says she wants to see you one more time and will be in 5 am tomorrow morning, can you hold off?
I say nope I don't think so, she says OK well then you can sign yourself off against medical advice. I say then go get me the damn papers. She does and we was in home in bed by 8 pm sound asleep snoring, awaking Saturday morning around 10 am to go get my babies.

Oh Yeah remember me early saying Aunt Em came over to help with Bryce, guess what she was sick Friday and Saturday with the FLU.

I am feeling much better, Bryce is off and on but not crying or sick just very cuddly. Lilly still has diarrhea but doing good herself. So hopefully but this weekend all the sickies will be gone, and I can go into a full strip down cleaning house mode. And Hopefully Doug doesn't catch any of this crap!



Oh yeah and A funny memory that I needed to share. So of course Bryce has been saying his regular words, momma, dadda. But he said his first official word. I was sitting there feeding him, as I was finishing up he smiled and said DICK. I looked at Doug and said did you hear that? He said no! He just said DICK. We got quiet and I look back at Bryce and clear as day he said it again and this time Doug heard it. We laugh and he laughs and we haven't heard it since. Not sure where he heard that word but nice first word Bryce!

Birth Story & The NICU....One Year Ago

Bryce Spent 1 month in the NICU          Starting weight 5lbs 1oz      Leaving weight 8lbs 14oz
Lilly Spent 3 months in the NICU           Starting weight 2lbs 14oz    Leaving weight 5lbs 1 oz

As a new parent and a first time parent of twins that I waited so long for, the NICU was not something I wanted to experience, but got to experience first hand. Here is my story.........

2006 started to try to conceive on our own, no luck.

2007 saw countless amounts of OB's and fertility specialists.

The first one tried everything for 8 months when he gave up on me and told me IVF was my only option and that he couldn't help me anymore. We new we couldn't afford IVF and thought about getting a loan but we decided to maybe see another specialist first

Next I went to a new fertility specialist where he tried artificial insemination and no luck the first try. Was going to try again when he decided to retire and I had to move on.

2008 my new insurance kicked in a work and was informed they would cover IVF 100%, so off to the IVF specialist.

After countless appointments, cycles, ultrasounds and medicines we ended up on June 8 egg retrieval day. June 11 replace fertilized eggs and then June 25th blood work for count.

Back to June 11th. We arrive at our appointment and all the way there I am supposed to drink 26 ounces of water and never go potty. All the way there the bladder is getting fuller and more painful.
Finally we are settled in and I tell the nurse I am about to explode, she says here is a cup go to the bathroom and fill it up, when you do stop peeing mid stream and hold the rest. I am thinking yeah right who can start peeing and then just stop? But I do as she says and it was a relief but so couldn't wait to pee the rest. It wasn't even 20 minutes and we was ready to go but before we went back Dr. Odom came in the room and informed us that I had 15 eggs survive out of the 18 retrieved and out the 15 only 11 were viable, they choose the 2 best ones and they were not in the best of shape. One was fragmented at 20% and the other at 30%. But he says we have placed eggs in before that were fragmented this bad and women have conceived off them but I will say you don't have but maybe a 5% chance. We decided to go with it we have come this far lets give it a shot. We head back and we examine our petri dish and agree it was our babies and then watch as they place the eggs back in. Right then they say you are pregnant you just need to carry them, we are hope full. We head back to our room and I have to lay flat for 30 more minutes and then I am released to finish peeing. After we are released for me to go home and relax for 4 days, I do as say. Day 3 I feel pains and was told it is more then likely implantation and that is good. See you for your blood work in 2 weeks. Oh yeah and hope this work as the rest of your eggs that you was going to freeze to possibly use another time, well they died and you have none left to freeze.

Now First let me say I was so anxious and I took a home pregnancy test well 5 tests 5 days in a row before the appointment and each day got 2 lines darker each time. I was told not to do this as the test could read this way from the shots but I didn't care. And I couldn't believe my eyes and hoped it was true. I had to wake Doug while sleeping to tell him, he was so excited.

I went to the first appointment and the blood work should have read around 100 and was reading 2000. Holy Cow the levels are high, they warned me I was more then likely pregnant and most likely with the levels as high as they were with multiples and they was thinking triplets. Say what you put two damaged eggs in and now I am pregnant with triplets, even the doctors couldn't believe it. I return a week later and the levels should be 5000 and I was well over 10,000. They say yep definitely multiples congrats!
Another week later and we head in for my first ultrasound, right before our eyes we see TWINS! We are so happy and cant wait to spread the news. We leave and call everyone and the news spread fast.

After a few check ups and ultrasounds Time goes by and I am released from my IVF doctor at 9 weeks and sent to my OB were the journey begins.

At first I am seen monthly and at 16 weeks we find out we are having 1 BOY and 1 GIRL.
We share the news again.

Around 28 weeks I start going weekly as there was concerns, and they wanted to keep an eye on it closely. And all my OB keep telling me was you better not have these babies till you are 36 weeks.

30 weeks I am sent to start seeing a high risk pregnancy doctor to start monitoring me.

This is when we come to Jan 24, 2012 34 weeks and 5 days along 3:00 pm. I head in for just another normal checkup, ultrasound and stress test. We start off with the ultrasound and as the tech is finishing up she says I don't think there is any fluids left around baby B and her blood flow is terrible. I am going to go show the Dr. on duty this while you head over and do your stress test and we will be in to talk to you.
Of course while over there my blood pressure goes sky high and that was another concern, but I tell yeah its going to be high after the news I just got, I am scared and nervous.

It doesn't take long and the doctor comes in and tells me he doesn't like what he sees and says 1 of 2 things is going to happen. Either you will have a emergency c section tonight or will be placed on bed rest here at the hospital, lets talk to your OB and see what he wants to do.

I finish up and head upstairs 4:00 pm to see Dr. Shaner where we discuss options. He says he doesn't want to do bed rest and take a chance something goes wrong so lets have these babies tonight. We can induce you but I would rather do a C section and take a less chance something goes wrong with baby B my GIRL. I said that's fine lets do this. Tells me to head over to Labor and Delivery and check in we will do this at 7:15 tonight.

5:00 and I am heading over to L&D but stop and call Doug and tell him the news. My Convo goes like this: Hunny don't be scared and don't panic and rush here but there is a few problems with Lilly and they want me to have the babies tonight at 7:15 via emergency c section. He says I am on my way and hangs up. I then call my mom and the bestie so they can also head up to the hospital.

I head over to L&D, check in and get settle. By then Doug is finally here and he is a nervous mess. Me I am cool as a cucumber and anxious to see these babies. I tell him to relax, no chance.

Nurse comes in asks all her questions, hooks me up to the monitors and then leaves me be to relax. Another nurse comes in to start IV's. Sticks me 4 times and says I give up, I normally only stick people 2 times and quit if I don't get it so I will let the anesthesiologist do it when he comes in to place your epidural in.

Anesthesiologist comes in sticks me one time and done. Preps me for the epi and starts I am holding does hands and he shoots me with the first stick and holy shit did that puppy hurt, I screamed and Doug is saying its OK you will be fine over and over when I say Shut the F up, this shit hurts so bad. He doesn't say another word. I apologize when its all done, he understands. Numbing starts, no movement from the chest down.

7:15 wheeled back to operating room, placed on table and nausea sets in and I need to get sick, so I am rolled sideways, nausea gone till I am layed flat again.

Doctors show up and the NICU team is standing by ready to go.

Bryce is removed at 7:32 pm with his umbilical cord around his neck. I don't hear anything, he is not crying or breathing. They work on him and finally a cry. As I hear him cry I feel a big tug and Lilly is removed at 7:34 pm. They tell Doug to look over the sheet to get a pic but don't touch anything. Of course the first thing Doug sees is my stomach cut open and the doctors arm shoved all the way up in my stomach and he is like really. He cuts the cord and she is whisked away.

I start to cry, when your baby is transferred from your belly that your baby was in for 7 months to an isolated incubator and not placed in your arms, your world and time stops in its tracks. Everything you dreamt of happening, how the delivery was going to be how you would hold them and feed them right away and then it doesn't get to happen you think why me?

I am sewed up and then wheeled over to recovery. There I start to flip out cause I still cant move my legs and need to so bad, so I ask Doug to. The nurse comes in checks me over and then leaves me alone to sleep for an hour, I guess till all my epi was gone. By then I don't really remember this, but Doug said they wheeled me down to the NICU to see the babies. I visited and then was sent to my room where I slept all night.
I woke up the next day got all my pain meds even though I was hooked up to and epidural pump for the next 4 days. Headed down to see the babies and get their stats. That's when I don't think I ever really left that place unless I needed food or meds. Normally I skipped the  food and meds and nurses couldn't believe I didn't hurt. I never really thought about it, I was just worried about being with them.

4 days go by and I am released but don't leave the hospital, I lived there till the day Bryce was released. I slept there, pumped there and barely ate. I ended up losing all my baby weight and 30lbs more.

Things that happen while the babies where there. First we was on the yellow side. We met several different nurses, a few we didn't like and one we reported we never wanted ever again. She would never watch my kids and then Bryce would pull his oxygen and desat where he couldn't breath. Good thing I was there to put his cannula back in.
Then we had a few we really liked but didn't learn you can request a primary nurse till 2 weeks before Bryce was released. That's when we found Joy and we fell in love with her she was so caring, and loved my kids so much. She paid attention and gave me the security that I could actually go home and relax or shower and not have to worry. I could call and she would always tell me what the plans were and how they were doing.

Bryce while he was there was on c pap and then regular oxygen till he could be weened off. He was placed under a blue light for jaundice. His bilirubin was high for a while. After 2 weeks he was placed in a big boy bed before he was sent home a week later.
This was a great day, but a sad day for me. I finally got to take home one of my miracles but then had to leave my smallest one at the hospital. But I spent all nights with Bryce and then Grandma watch him during the day while I spent all day and evening with Lilly.

Lilly was never really sick. She was only on oxygen for 1 week. She was just very small and needed to grow and eat.
I held (kangarooed as they call it) her very often. This was our mommy daughter time.

2 months go by and we are finally sent over to the green hall. This is one step closer to going home and where most of our NICU friends have already been sent months ago so it was so good to see them again. While we was there we got to know alot of great people that had babies also in the NICU. One mom had a 1lb 2oz daughter Chloe. Our other neighbor had a son that needed a permanent trachea and 24/7 care but he was sent home after being there for 2 years. Then I met a mom that had twin girls and lost one at birth and the other was trying to hang on, and an mom that had 5 girls 2 died and the other 3 were striving to hang on also. Not sure what happen with these two families as we moved to the green side before they did.

Both kids were sent over to the green side, we had a large room. Bryce was only there a week and then sent home. After he was sent home Lilly was moved to a smaller room at the end of the hall with more privacy. There we got to know another mom of twins b/g born small, but doing great. It was a bittersweet moment when I came in one day and they were all packed up and gone.

Finally days go by and Lilly is being evaluated for going home and going through her finally steps when again she has set backs. They always told me NICU babies play the one step forward 2 steps back game. Well this is exactly what Lilly did. She was doing great but then she got acid reflux and couldn't lay down on her back flat which is a requirement to go home, because she would get sick, chock and then desat (quit breathing). A few days go by and she doesn't want to eat, that's when Joy figured out she burnt her throat and mouth. She is given acid reflux meds and it heels and she starts eating again. Now we just have to work sleeping flat again. We try again and 2 days in and she is doing good, then one bad day and the bed is raised and we have to start all over again. More evaluations and etc.
While this is all going on there is concern that she has a protruded chin and wants a specialists to come in and evaluate her. He does and see little to no concern and thinks she will grow into the chin, and she did.
Finally the day has come and I am informed she can go home on Friday, this is Monday. Wednesday comes and I am at home with Bryce getting ready to head to the hospital in a hour or so and my phone rings, its Joy. She says how would you like to take Lilly home today? Are you serious? Yes but you have to get here before 4. I am on my way and rush as fast as I can. I get other there pack her up and head home. Before I left I cried and thanked Joy for everything. I got all her information and kept in contact with her since. Joy we love you, you are family to us and thank you again.

Now Lilly was sent home on a home monitor for a month but she did good and only set it off once and that was a heart rate drop which was OK. Her Pediatrician said all babies do that when they fall into a deep sleep so that is probably what she did, so she had the monitor removed.
We are free from it all and I have my family together again.

Today I have 2 great kids that are 1. Bryce is a large monster that weighs 25lbs and crawling everywhere.

Lilly is still small She is 12lbs and sees a therapist weekly to get her on the same pace as her brother as she is not crawling or anything.

Both are pretty healthy, Lilly just has tortocollis of the neck from being stuck in my belly with no fluids, but they are working on getting that straightened out and shes sees an orthopedic doctor next month.

The NICU is a place I hope to never have to visit again and I hope no other parents have to experience, but if it wasn't for St. Johns Hospital & the NICU, my babies wouldn't be here today.

Thank You to all of the Doctors & Nurses that cared for my babies and made them strong and healthy. A special Thank You to their Primary Nurse Joy! You will always hold a special place in my heart.

Gallbladder Surgery

So for about 4 years now I have been having problems with my gallbladder.

Before I got pregnant I went to the doctor about it and nothing was ever done.

Then I got pregnant and while pregnant Lilly always laid and sat on my gallbladder, so guess what it caused me more problems.

After the kids were born my issues went away, until about early November when I started having pressure and pain problems again. So off to the doctor I go again.

I explain my problems and says I still think its your gallbladder, so lets order blood work and a ultrasound and go from there.

The blood work comes back perfectly fine, but guess what the u/s shows? Inflamed gallbladder with tons of gallstones. Now I am being referred to the surgeon.

So now its early December and the receptionist at my doctors office is calling me to tell me she set me up at appointment for surgery to remove the gallbladder on Dec 15th. Do what I don't want to do this right before Christmas and then be laid up and miss my kids 1st Christmas I will call them and reschedule but thank you.

I call the surgeons office and explain to her that I would like to reschedule my surgery for after Christmas so I don't miss my kids 1st Christmas and she understands completely and changes it to Dec 27th. Sounds great to me, plus this helps me so I don't miss as much work with the vacations holiday days off.

Dec 26th rolls around and I was waiting for the surgeons office to call to remind me not to eat after midnight etc etc. And no call so I decide to call them, mainly just so I knew what time they wanted me there. This is where I get frustrated!

When I call the receptionist is like surgery? Yeah and I explained her the situation and and she says whats your name let me look toy up. Here you are, you are not scheduled for surgery, this is for a consultation, you are not a established patient yet so we need to see you first. Say what I was told this is for surgery and repeat to here then why did my doctors office tell me it was for surgery on the 15th and I dint like that day so I called you guys back to reschedule and your receptionist so OK we will move the surgery to the 27th. I wanted to get it done before the new year so I don't pay a deductible etc. She apologizes and says see you tomorrow.

Dec 27th and I show for my appointment (Still frustrated) and was looked over told what was going to happen with the surgery and then the doctors says I would like to get this done right away before this gets worse can we do this Dec 31st? I am like what really? Heck yeah sounds great I wanted to get it done before the new year. I know what you are all thinking really you did this on New Years Eve? This is a party night! I really did care as we didn't have nothing planned this year anyway!

Dec 31st rolls around and we head to the hospital at 6 am, check in and was taken back to post surgery room to insert IV etc. I am like lets go, lets get this over with. We get to the room and the nurse inserts the IV and bam does that shit hurt, and normally never bothers me. In the meantime of it hurting she is taking blood from the IV so the IV needle is moving around and hurting me more. Then something happen, not sure what she did wrong and blood goes all her the floor, running down my fingers. Really lady!

Finally she is done and now she starting fidgeting around trying to find tape to finally tape the needle in my hand down and I am like please so it will stop moving and hurting. And the whole time I am like this hurts with you moving it so much, can you pleas hurry and stop moving it. At one point I did say I have never had one hurt, let alone had one movie it around so much like you have and she looks at me and says it hurts, really? And I was like yeah alot.

After she was complete they sent Doug in to sit with me till I was ready to go. He was there 10 minutes and I was like this IV really hurts bad and explain to him what happen. He told me to hit the nurse cal button and tell her that you want it replaced somewhere else that it hurts. I wait since it was only 10 minutes hoping maybe the pain would go away but nope 10 more Min's later and the pain is getting worse so I cant take anymore and hit the cal button. The first nurse that took me to my room said OK lets see whats going on.

First she pulls it out a little, I let out a moan yep no still hurts, OK lets push it in farther. Nope hurts even more. Shes like OK if you don't mind being stuck then I will move it. I was like lady this IV hurts and nope being stuck doesn't bother me at all, shit I was stuck over 100 times to conceive my twins this is a breeze, plus needles don't hurt or bother me so lets get this sucker moved.

She moves the IV from my hand to my underarm at elbow level. Good to go and no pain!

About 10 Min's later I am sent to the surgery and Doug to the waiting room. We got to the room and I know it wasn't 2 Min's and I was out cold. They don't play games there.

From what I was told everything went great except the anesthesiology made me sick and nauseated so they had to put a Dramamine patch behind my ear.

Off to home we go, yep don't remember this either and I don't remember the night or ringing in the new year.

The next thing I do remember is waking the next day and heading back to Doug's parents for a New Years Crab Leg Lunch! I was drugged and groggy but in no pain, but I was having one problem and that was seeing things. I never said anything to Doug, until the point I couldn't take anymore.

He started laughing and was like OOPS!

Whats so funny and what do you mean OOPS?

He proceeds to tell me that after my surgery I was sick so they put a patch on behind my ear to make me feel better and that he was to take it off when we got home and me settled. And they told him that if he forgot, that I would remind him when I woke up because I would see blurry. Guess what, they were right. My darling husband forgot and I couldn't see shit. I was freaking out, now they took my sight. Thanks Hunny!

Days go by and mainly all I did was sleep, thank you to my MIL for keeping the kids so I could sleep this surgery off, not that I could take care of them anyway since I couldn't live Bryce caused he is so big.

After around 5 days I was feeling better but still had another week and half off till I saw the doctor again. So I did alot of relaxing and a little shopping.

Jan 14th and its post surgery check up and everything check out good and I am released back to full duty and I can now hold my kids again! Thank you! I missed holding my babies!

I did go back to my primary doctor on the 15th though as I am still having problems and a few more x rays and tests ordered but cant seem to find the problem so they thing its just my bowels trying to restart and catch back up. We will see how it goes.

This is the bruise from where the first nurse insert the IV that hurt so bad.



Here is my 4 battle wounds from my surgery. Small and not painful at all.

And my stomach is still swollen from the gas the inserted.



The Newest Memeber to Join The Family

Please Welcome my new cousin born to the parents of Kristi and Jarred Doolittle

Lucas Edward Doolittle

8lbs 12oz 21in

Born at 5:30 am on Dec 18, 2012

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

My Aunt Nancy - Please Pray!

I wanted to write a blog post about someone that is important to me. That person happens to be my mom's older sister Nancy. My Aunt is a strong brave lady and that has gone through a lot these past 10 years or so. So I want to highlight her today and tell you about this special lady in my life.

Not sure if everyone knows, but cancer runs very heavy in my family. My grandma is like 1 of many not sure the exact number, I want to say 12 but out of all of her brothers and sisters there is only 1 left. Every single one of my aunts and uncles, including my grandmother all passed away from cancer. And I have had several other family members (cousins) with types of cancer.

Not sure why or how this happen to my Aunt but around 10 years or so ago she started having problems with her mouth and tongue. She knew something was not right and headed to the doctor to have it check out. The doctors came back with nothing and told her she was fine. She went to several more doctors, for more opinions. Again nothing, no answers!
Months and years go by and her pains and gut feelings never went away so her daughters best friends husband who is a doctor at the mayo clinic in Minnesota decided to take a look. My Aunt and Uncle take a drive, head to Minnesota and get another biopsy taken from her tongue. This time they get some news/results, she has tongue cancer and needs surgery to have it removed. She had cancer the whole time and all those doctors never saw it, if they would have she may not have had to go through what she is going through now. But her surgery takes place and she was cancer free for a short while before it came back and had to have surgery again and again. She has had I believe 10+ surgeries now.

Here we are now and my Aunt who loves to talk has some of her tongue gone and can still talk but is sometimes hard to understand, running her cake business and being a successful business woman that is loved by so many.

Years go by and recently she had to have a tooth removed. While they were in there they found cancer again and removed it. This time while in there they broke her jaw and never knew it. Months go by and she is having a hard time eating, talking etc and thinks I cant possibly still be having problems with this tooth and heads back to the doctors where they discover that her jaw bone was broke and it died and now needs surgery to replace the dead bone.

This is were we are today. On 12-11-12 my Aunt went in for a 14 hour surgery. While in there to replace her jaw they found more cancer and hopefully removed it all. Removed the dead and broken jaw bone and placed a plate and a new bone from her leg into the jaw and one in her tongue. They also reconnected nerves and arteries in her tongue. She is now in the hospital, highly sedated to reduce injury to the jaw and help her heel. She is on a trach and feeding tube until the send her home in about a week.

If this is not one strong lady that has been through alot, then I don't know what strong is!

Fell better soon Nana! Love you and hopefully this is the end of it all.

A Busy Month

Doug's cousin was married a while back but decided to have a small reception back here at home on the 4th. They served dinner and desert and it was a family reunion all over again. Even though I never met any side of this family.
The kids went with us and were well behave until close to their normal bed time and Bryce got crabby. By then the party dies down so we decided to head home and get the kids to bed. We just relaxed the rest of the night.

The next day Aug 5th my Aunt Barb had a family party for the return on my cousin Lizzie from Haiti and for my grandmas B-day. We all ate and swan.

Aug 6th I took a half of day off work and took Lilly to her eye appointment. All checked out perfect and Lilly has perfect vision. Since we was done early I called daddy and had him pick up Bryce so Lilly and I could go to Mills mall and do a little shopping. She was a perfect angel.

On the 8th Doug, His sister and Dad and I went to the cards game. Sue got her company seats and great seats they are but it was a poor game. We lost like 12 to 1

The next day I started to come down with a cold and couldn't get into the doctor so I went to Walgreen's well care clinic were she diagnosed me wrong. More of that to come!

On the 11th finally I started to fell better so Doug sister, and mom took Emmy and Josh to the zoo so we met up with them later in the day since it was so nice. Around 1 we headed home and I started to feel sick again. My chest hurt and I couldn't breath. We had plans to meet daddy in New Baden at the picnic but as soon as I got home and got the kids down for a nap I decided to call him and ask him to come home early, he was down at the farm and take me to the ER as I really couldn't breath good. After he got home around 2 hours later I felt some better and opt to not go. But call the Doctor and got into him first thing Monday morning Aug 13th.

Good thing I did I was sicker than the nurse thought at Walgreen's and had bacterial infection that almost collapsed both lungs. I was sent up to rest with steroids and antibiotics. A week after my meds and I feel great.

On the 17th The twins had their 6 month wellness check up with shots. Surprisingly they did great this time and did cry long or hard. And this time I had daddy there to help me. Dr. Wagner said they both looked great, but Lilly was a little behind physically and we needed to get the therapy people out to work on her to built her up stronger.

Also on the 17th we went to lunch at Red Lobster and while we was there as I was heading out of the bathroom at fight broke out between 3 black ladies and their waitress. It was a crazy day

On Sat the 18th we attending a benefit for my family members that were hurt while working on Highway 64. 4 men in my family were hit by a driver speeding down the highway. 1 man my cousin Dennis was killed and the 3 other men seriously injured. To help these men and their families they held a benefit were around 3,000 people showed up to honor them and donate. It was a great time and I got to see tons of family that I don't get to see that often.

And so far this month has more to come!

Friday the 24th the kids turn 7 months old.

Sat we are all heading to the Zoo for Employee Day for Sues Company. Sues Company built the new seal aquarium so they are having a special day where we can join them for lunch and have the park to ourselves for free rides on train, carousel, etc.

Then that night the farm family is coming in town and we are all heading to Fairmount Racetrack for Party at the Park night. Kristi Doug's cousin who is prego herself is going to watch the kiddos and get a dose of about what she has to look forward too! Good luck Kristi Bryce is a mess!

And then last on the 27th the therapy people will be out to evaluate Lilly to make sure she is eligible for therapy. Fingers Crossed!

Oh yeah and Bowling has started! Look forward to may great scores posted by me and Doug. Yes Doug has joined the bowling world again!

Happy Birthday to the best Auntie and Sister! Sue Buehrer on Aug 30th

Valentines Day 2012

Well Lilly and Bryce have not officially had their Valentines Day with us yet as we are waiting for Lilly to come home from the hospital first but as soon as she does we will post all about it.

But in the mean time here are just a few pictures the nurse took of our sweet girl.

My Birth Story

My day started off as any other normal Tuesday morning Jan 24, 2012, I get up and head over to my doctors appointments at the perinatal unit for my ultrasound and monitoring. Well this morning turned into a day I never expected.

After I was done with the ultrasound the doctor reviewed everything and said he is concerned that Lilly didn't have any fluids left and her blood flow was poor and that 1 of 2 things was going to happen. I was either going to be admitted or I was delivering tonight. After much discussion with my OB and another doctor there at that office they thought it was best to deliver or should could possibly die. So of course I called Doug and without trying to scare him told him the news and he flew over to the hospital so darn fast. Me I was calm as can be it just shot my BP up to 160/100.

So I left the perinatal unit and headed up to see my OB where he tells me the plans and what he wanted to do and that was to deliver these babies at 7:15 by emergency c-section. Not what I wanted but I knew it may happen and I was prepared for it.
So now I head up to labor and deliver and was hooked up, everyone arrived and just waited.
I got my epidural and wow that sucker hurt!
Right at 7:15 I was wheeled down to the operating room and of course then I begin to feel sick from the epidural but pulled through till my babies were born at 7:32 Bryce Connor 5 lbs 1 oz 18 inches and 7:34 Lillyana Kay 2 lbs 14 oz 15.5 inches.
At first I didn't hear any cries on Bryce but that was because his cord was wrapped around his neck and couldn't breath but as soon as it was removed and gone he cried away. As soon as Lilly came out she cried liked a champ. Doug didn't get to cut Bryce cord because of his situation but did cut Lillys cord.

After I was all sutured up I went to recovery room and was there for an hour but it didn't seem like it. I then got wheeled to the nursery to see my little ones before sent to my room.

They very next morning I was up and moving around like nothing ever happen to me. So I headed down to the NICU where my precious gifts from god were at and stayed with them and haven't left since.

Update on the Lilly

Yesterday Doug and I spent a half of a day at the hospital having test run on Lilly to make sure she was OK. Last week my Ob decided to make me a high risk patient because Lilly was not growing like Bryce. With that being said he scheduled me with the perinatal unit for extra testing.

We arrived at the hospital around 9:30 am for an U/S at 10 we didn't get in till 11. The nurse tech did her whole procedure which seemed like forever and then says Bryce is almost 5 lbs and Lilly is almost 3 but I am going to go report to the doctor and while I'm gone the tech student is going to try and find a 4 chamber heart photo before she can leave the room. "You say what?" I never agreed to this. So another hour or at least it seemed that long passes and at this point I cant lay on my back any longer and ask to get up. She quits and leaves and the doctor comes in and tells us the placentas look good. Lilly has no fluids around her and that's dangerous but she seems to be growing just slower than she should and that could just be because she was an IVF baby but that he wants me back weekly for monitoring and we will keep and eye on her and go from there. In the mean time he wanted a non stress test. But there was a problem with that. The nurses were all gone to lunch and that I would have to come back at 1 so go get lunch and see you in a hour.
off to the cafeteria we went, believe it or not but the food was really good. After lunch we still had some time so we went to the gift shop and looked around. So many things that I want so that was not a great idea. After we was done looking it was close to time so we headed back and waiting in the lobby for them to call me in.

Back in the office we headed back to and U/S room so she could see where the twins were laying so she could hook them up easier. Bryce was head down and Lilly was breech.
Off to room A in the non stress test room there the nurse hooks me up but cant find the hearts correctly because they were so close to each other. This was supposed to be a 20 min test and 1 hour later and i am still not hooked up so she goes to get the head nurse who then takes another hour to hook me up. Finally all hooked up 2 hours later and minutes go by and Lilly moves and I need to be re hooked up again. This sucks by finally at 4 I am done and get to make my appointments for every week after and get to go home.

Now today I am just waiting for my OB to call me with my results and what he wants to go next.

A Busy Day

My morning started off with a Glucose test. It wasn't as bad this time as when I had to drink it last time. This time I had orange not fruit punch and also I was so thirsty it went down so easy. But since I drank it so fast it did turn my stomach a little. After my test I headed for some breakfast and home to enjoy a nap before my next doctors appointment. Plus I did a little work from home. When it was time I headed to Mercy and had my check up I go every 2 weeks now for the next 3 times then its weekly, cant believe I am that far already. Anyway Doctor asked his questions one being did I Black Friday shop and I said yes and I thought he was going to go through the roof. He didn't want me walking that much and definitely no more from here on out. Then he checked me over and said good to go but looks like Bed rest is soon to come. Thanks Doc cant Wait!

Time to head for some lunch and I decided on Spaghetti Factory. I get there and they are closed man can you say disappointment, Momma wants Spaghetti Factory. Head home, stop for gas and get Taco Bell definitely not what I wanted.
Arrive at home, check more work and watch TV for 20 minutes till Hubby gets home and then head to bowling. I didn't bowl well, go figure I have since I got BIG!

Doctors Update

So a few post back I said that I was being released from my fertility doctor on July 29th, and that I had my new OB appointment set up with a doctor a friend referred me to for the 12th of August. Well I went to the appointment and ended up being there all day. I got there at 10 was immediately called back the nurse took a pee sample, took weight and blood pressure and then send me to my room. There she asked me a few standard medical history questions and said the doctor will be in after her other ultrasound and in the mean time can a student doctor come in and talk to me. Sure why not!

Well a few minutes later here she comes and starts asking me questions and let me say, some of the dumbest questions I have ever been asked also some that made me mad because its like she didn't trust what I was telling her. Here are just a few she asked me: She had in my records that my last cycle was June 12th, I said no it was May 26th and that June 12th was my transfer date. She says to me and your sure? I say yes I'm positive. Then she says well that changes things you are now 11w1d I said yes and that your due date is March 3rd. No its March 1 and she said over and over NO. She didn't understand that you have to go over retrieval date. Then she said well what did you do a transfer for? At this point I am like are you kidding me? I said because I have PCOS and I had to do IVF to get pregnant there was no other option. She said again are you sure you have PCOS? Yes lady I am positive, well how do you know for sure? Because I had a laboroscopy/hysteroscopy done. Then here's another funny one, she asked me so you are having twins? Yes well how do you already know that? Wow because I have had several ultrasounds the last few months. Then she has a fit cause I am on aspirin that Dr. Keller told me to take till the new Dr. takes me off. Neither the student or Dr. Stephens knew why I was taking it and wanted me to stop right away. Plus many more questions that I cant remember at this time. At this point I am already fed up with this student and want her out of my room. Bring in the Doctor and lets get this going.

Finally Doctor Stephens comes in and goes through her list of dumb questions and tells me when I will be there for my ultrasounds and that they want to do this and this. Then lays the bed back and decides she wants to check me and basically shoves her arm up my cooch. OUCH! Then proceeds to not tell me whats next and pins my arm over my head and does a mammogram. After she was done they decided to do the ultrasound, and this was the quickest ultrasound I have ever had. The student doctor was going to use the cooch wand but the doctor said just use the handle one so she did and she placed it on my stomach said yep there is Baby A and Baby B OK you are done wipe off and meet me out in the check out area. And at your next appointment we should be able to hear the heartbeats. I said why not now when I already heard them at the fertility doctor? No response. What? Are you kidding me I didn't even get to see my babies let alone hear the heartbeats or get pictures. I am so mad and so uncomfortable at this point. I was asked stupid questions, questioned over my answers then I didn't get to see or hear the babies. I should be enjoying this pregnancy and I am not.

After I left that place I had to go down stairs and fight and deal with the Lab for blood work and this place was just as bad as the doctors office. I didn't leave there till 1. What a long day!

So I went home and told Doug what all happen and that I was not comfortable at that place but was willing to give them one more shot and see what happens and he was so mad he said that hell you are. Monday morning we are calling canceling all appointment and you are going to the family doctor that all the females have delivered at. So I wont be delivering at Barnes anymore, we are now at St. Johns with Dr. Shaner my first appointment is Next Tuesday the 23rd. I will let everyone know how it goes.

Leading Up To When We Found Out We Were Going To Be Parents

First off I want to Thank You All so much for all of the congrats!

After several months of Medicine and Bloodwoork the time was here for our IVF cycle to be finished.

Egg retrieval was the 9th of June. This was an easy procedure and was put under so I didn't feel a thing. I woke up a hour later and was sent home to relax. No pain that whole day so I went back to work on Friday.

Egg transfer was the 12 of June. On the way to the hospital that day, I was to have a full bladder so I was supposed to drink 32 ounces of water in 1 hour or stop when I started to feel uncomfortable. This didn't take long at all and on the way there I started to hurt so bad because I had to pee so bad that I thought I was going to explode when I got there. The nurse was so kind to give me a cup and told me I can go pee and fill the cup but I had to stop when the cup was full. I said are you sure, I don't think I will be able to stop. She said yeah you will manage. So I went and released some of my bladder and wow felt so much better. As soon as I got back to my room Doug and I was to change into our gowns and get prepped for the transfer and also the nurse brought me a cup of water back to me to sip on while we wait. I really didn't drink any of it because I still felt so full and also because I was so nervous. About 10 mins later Dr. Odem came into our room and told us that all the eggs were still there but they were not good eggs. I started to panic. He said that they had alot of fragmentation to them and that its harder to conceive when they are like that, but he has seen women come in that has transfered eggs with 40% fragmentation and they conceived with them so it is possible. He showed me the percentages of my eggs and some of mine had 75%, 60% etc. But I had 2 that were 20% and 30%, these were the 2 he was transferring back in. We headed to the procedure room and the nurse checked to make sure my bladder was full with an ultrasound machine, guess what it was. Then a new nurse came in a showed me my petri dish with my name on it and my 2 embryos in it that was being transferred. The catheter was inserted and it wasn't working out because apparently I have a curved uterus or something, so Dr. Odem switched Caths and was good to go. This whole time Doug and I are watching him on a ultrasound monitor. We could see the cath moving around and then both eggs that were inserted in, it was so cool to see our 2 babies being put back in. Now its just a waiting game for 2 weeks and hope they stick. I am send back to my room to lay still for 30 mins and then sent home with my instructions to be on bed rest for the next 2 days. Fine with me I needed sleep and that meant I was off work for a few days.

About a week and a half later I still had no symptoms but my Friend Jenn who also did IVF told me that she didn't feel any symptoms either so I didnt worry and decided to take a home pregnancy test. It didn't take long at all and sure enough 2 red lines. One of them was lighter then the other but there was definitely 2 lines, and we have never seen that before. I knew that the HCG shot could give us a false positive but I just had this feeling. I did tell Doug about it but told him remember it could be a false test.

Then 2 days before and the day of my bloodwork I tested again. This time 2 red lines again but both times the red lines were so dark you could see both of them so clear. At this time I was for sure thinking I was pregnant. I went that morning to get my bloodwork done and then headed back to work to nervously wait till after lunch for my results. The nurse called around 1 and said did you take a home test? I said yes she said then you know the results? I said well I know what my tests said but I want to hear from you. She said Congrats your are definitely pregnant and that it could also be twins because my levels she be at around 100 and mine was 590. I think at this point I did and inside scream of joy and told her Thank You! She then tells me that I needed to come back July 5th after a long Holiday weekend for my first ultrasound to find out how many we are having. Cant Wait! An Update to come with how many we concieved.

By the way no cravings or anything yet but I do have the worst Heartburn I have ever had. Its so bad I wake up with it. Doug's Aunt told me last night that means my baby is going to be born with alot of hair. Oh and the shots I have to take in m butt area, they are really starting to hurt.

Update on Dougs Foot

Well Doug has his surgery on Tuesday May 17th. We got to St. Anthony's Hospital at 8:30 in the morning and around 9:00m they took us back to his room. The nurse he had was very nice. She told us what exactly was going to happen and that this was his room and we could do whatever we wanted with it. That I could go get food and drink and come back with it, watch TV, sleep, etc.

From there it was getting him all prep for surgery. About 10 or so people came into his room and asked him the same question. What are you here for? around 10:30 when he was scheduled to have the surgery the nurse came in and gave him his nerve block.
Then at 10:45 the anesthesiologist came in and told him what was going to happen and some of the words out of his mouth scared the crap out of me. He told Doug from the way he was laying on his belly he could potentially wake up blind. Wait did you say blind I asked? he said yes we protect your eyes but from the way you are laying you can go blind. I pretty much freaked out the rest of the day till he was out of surgery.

After everyone came in, his doctor came in and talked to him about his foot again and drew on it so she was ready in the surgery area. While she was drawing she explained to him again that she was just removing the bone and leaving all his tore ligaments alone and see how they heal or feel after his heel is healed. If the ligaments and one tendon still hurt so bad he cant stand it, this will be a step by step process and we will do surgery again. I'm thinking are you freaking kidding me, while all the steps you are already in there do it all while you are in there. I guessed she sensed that I was feeling this was because she said something to me. I told her I understand, but I really didn't. She says she wouldn't do this to her own family members, because if its not needed then why do it. But I'm thinking hes not going to know if it was done or not so just do it so he wont have to go through this all over again. After all this I'm thinking he should have gotten a second opinion and I am not caring for her. But as I was always told, doctor knows best.

After they took him back I headed out to the waiting area where Dougs parents were and updated them. Then we all headed to the cafeteria, I was starving. While down there I told his parents everything I was told while we was in his room. Doug's dad flipped out and bitched about everything I said, so I learned you cant tell his dad anything. After I was done eating I took my desert and headed back to the room, because the surgery nurse said she would update me every hour. When I got back there was a message on his bored that said surgery started at 11:30 and will be back at 12:30 with an update, so in the mean time I watched the Price is right, Greys Anatomy, and the Deal or No deal, then I guess I fell asleep cause I was awoken by a knock on the door with an update around 1.

Around 1:30 his doctor came in and asked me if he was ever exposed to metal? No I dont think so, not that I am aware of. So she shows me some pictures from the surgery. In the pictures she shows me 3 metal fragments that were in his foot near the heel were she removed the chipped bone. She did everything by scope so she was not for sure it was metal, but she thinks that is what it was. But we will never know as she just scrapped it all away when she scrapped the bone out.

After she left I went out and updated his parents then about 20 mins later the surgery nurse came back and said he was just waking up and he was on his way back. As soon as he got back to his room the first thing I asked him, was can he see? LOL and of course he messed with me and said NO! Ha Ha Not funny buddy! From here it was only maybe an hour or so and they were preparing to ship him home.

A new nurse comes in and un hooks him from everything and tells him to get dressed while she gets him a soda. His throat hurt from the tube they had down his throat. After he was dressed we wheeled him out and headed home.

The first night was rough. Around 1 am his nerve block wore off and even though he took his vicodin like he was instructed to do in case the block did were off, the vicodin was not working and he was in so much pain he couldnt stand it. And I know when he complains as much as he did he is hurting, cause he never complains. He is one tough cookie! So anyway of course all night he was up, which kept me up but I didnt care because I know he would have done the same for me and hopefully soon he will get to do it when he gets up with the baby.

The next morning I of course had to go to work, with him not working and his STD not kicking in yet we only have my income and I have no vacation left. So his mom came over when I left. At this point he was still in so much pain that as soon as his doctors office was to open he was calling her and getting some stronger pain meds, she prescribed him and anti inflamatory to reduce the swelling, which helped alot. He no longer really has any pain.

This Tursday he has a follow up appoint ment and then its just 4 to 6 weeks of recovery. And then hopefully not the second surgery that the doctor talked about.

Hospital Visit

This morning Doug woke me up at 1:30 A.M. messing around in the bathroom. I just knew something was wrong so I asked him if he was OK? He says to me NO I think I have a kidney stone again. You see 2 years ago Doug woke me up one morning pretty close to the same time screaming and curling up in a ball on the floor of our bedroom. I immediately loaded him in the car and rushed him to the hospital there they put in IV in shot him up with pain meds and checked him out. The Conclusion he had 4 kidney stones and he was in the process of passing one 5mm. We was sent home told that he may pass more in the future or they may never bother him again but he does have 3 more in his kidneys and it was up to them on what they wanted to do. Well this morning one decided it wanted to put Doug through pain. So we arrived at the hospital at 2 A.M. saw the triage nurse who tried to start Doug on his IV's, stuck him 2 times and nether one took so he was admitted right away, but this time we was put in a large room with 3 other people. Last time we had our own room and we had a TV to watch this time we had nothing, so it made for a long tiring morning. After being in there for at least an hour and Doug with a pain level of 8 out of 10 I poked my head out of the curtain and asked the nurse if she was ever going to give him something for his pain. A nurse who must have been new to it all decides she wants to stick Doug and get his IV started, he warned her good luck and don't stick me if you don't think you can do it. She messed around with his veins for 20 minutes and decided nope I cant find nothing and I don't want to mess up any other veins that the head nurse can hit. So she reports back to the head nurse in the mean time Doug is sent to get a CT scan to find out where the stone is. About 20 minutes later and he is back but is no longer in any pain and is telling me to tell the head nurse to cancel all pain meds he no longer wants them, I said are you sure and he said yes I don't hurt. While he was in the room waiting for his scan he had a few extremely painful pains and scrunched forward and back a few times, well it appears when he did that it moved all the way down to his manly part. Now he knew all he had to do was pee it out. He decided he wanted to try, so he peed in a container and strained and said it was hurting so he knew it was right there, but it never came out. Finally about 3 hours after all that the Doctor came in and told Doug exactly what he thought happen. It moved and now all he had to do was pass it. We was sent home with a pain med prescription and Doug said I'm going to work. I'm thinking yeah right go home and rest, I know I'm tired and want to. But he insisted to go to work, which made me feel bad, so here I am tired as all poop at work and ready to go home and nap. But anyway now its just a waiting game, and I will keep everyone informed if more comes up.