Happy 4th of July

I love the 4th of July as much as Christmas. I look forward to it every year. Running the town 5k, swimming and grilling at the Pulleys with our great friends. Fireworks! All the red, white and blue. This year it just sucked!

July 1st I got sick and by the next morning I still wasn't feeling well. I called our friendly doctor at home and he said to go to the ER. After much waiting and poking, prodding, CT scans, and more waiting it was determined that I had appendicitis. After spending most of the day with me I sent Chris home to be with the kids. I went in for surgery about 11:00pm and got up to my room at 2:00am. I wasn't feeling well enough to go home the next day so I stayed and went home on the 4th. The morning of the 4th I had a little pity party for myself and then was much better. I went home about 2:30, but after an hour of being home I got so sick and had a fever of almost 102. The surgeon said get back to the ER so away we went. The longer I sat int he ER the better I was feeling and my fever was gone. I went for xrays. There was something on my lungs that they thought might be pneumonia, but they couldn't hear it and my white blood count was normal, so I was told I was ok. I am on two different kinds of antibiotics so that will (or should) clear up anything in my lungs. We got home from the hospital at 12:30am on July 5th. Like I said our 4th of July sucked.

I am feeling better, but not great. I am still so full of fluids that nothing fits. I have the fattest legs and ankles, but I know I am on the road to recovery. I can't run for about a month which is killing me. I am just happy that this is something that I can recover from and I will be up and normal before too long. I have the best friends in the world. Meals, childcare, piano lessons, soccer practice...you name it. It is all taken care of.
Thanks guys I couldn't have done it with out you.