it's been a weird and frustrating past two weeks. i'll try to make this long story short.
here it goes about two months ago, the mister got stung by a stingray while surfing
down at the beach. it was painful and he did what he was supposed to do, which is soak
the area that got stung in scalding hot water for an hour. it was painful and hurt for awhile,
but we thought that the worst part was over. wrong, two weeks later the area started to
look red and felt hot. so off the mister went to the ER. they did what they do in the ER
and the mister came home with a round of antibiotics. great, it's over, were done. nope,
wrong again. another two weeks went by and low and behold the infection came back.
so now off to the podiatrist (recommended by the ER). so the podiatrist did what he
does and sent the mister home with, "the infection is contained to that one area, we can
try to cut it out, which might damage some of the nerves in your foot, or you can tough it
out and let it heal."
okay, we'll tough it out. little did we know that toughing it out would consist
of more scalding hot water to basically boil the infection out of his foot,
but then it turned in to a major secondary infection, causing his whole body to be
weak and lethargic, as well as breaking out with these horrible welt like things on
his legs, that would swell every time he stood up. needless to say it was horrible,
it was painful, it was frustrating!
so basically for the last two weeks the mister was bed ridden and i was on my own with
the kiddo's. it's hard having to juggle two kiddo's on your own and taking care of a sickee.
but, it made me realize how much the mister and i are one. i honestly felt like i wasn't
all there. like i couldn't function properly without him, almost like i couldn't breathe.
even though these things seem like the worst thing ever when you are experiencing them,
i sometimes think we need a little wake up call or reminder to how good things really
are in our everyday life. in the midst of it all we were able to bake cookies for the mister
(that was the little misses idea of a cure all for any illness) and spend lots of time at
home reading books and hanging out with the mister. on the day that the mister had a
doctor's appointment with a specialist, i opened up the blinds in our bedroom and saw
this little guy sitting on our fence. i think he might have been learning how to fly because
he would just take little flights from one end of the fence to the other. but for whatever
reason he was there, he certainly brightened up my day and gave me a little bit of hope
that things are gonna get better....
and they are. the mister has still not fully recovered, but he is finally able to get out
of bed and walk again. you don't even know how happy that makes me, i am so glad to have
my partner, my life, my better half back.
i "dove" you mister!