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| My view for the day |
Three days ago, I was taking Everett to Urgent Care to get his UTI diagnosed, and today - apparently - was my turn. Only it wasn't a UTI, and it wasn't Urgent Care. It was what turned out to be a ruptured ovarian cyst, and it was my old faithful Emergency Room... the same one that admitted me three years ago when I had my emergency gall bladder surgery, and two years ago when I needed a stent put in for hydronephrosis. (But I'm healthy usually, really!)
Today was more CT scans and ultrasounds, more morphine and zofran. Not my most favorite way to spend a Thursday - and I terribly missed the kids - but it just makes me all the more thankful to be home where I belong, surrounded by my people, and able to sleep in my own bed.
Next week
will be better, and God willing, it will be a good long time (or forever) before I have to look at this again:
