I hate that blog title because it insinuates that I’m just a casual blogger and just remembered to post something after an eight-month hiatus. Well, it’s been a few weeks since I’ve posted anything on here, but let me fill you in on what’s been going on in bullet-points:
- I tried to earn a Dad of the Year award by spoiling my kids and taking them to Chuck E. Cheese’s each Saturday.
- Sarabeth said that place is dirty.
- I laughed it off.
- “Come on, kids! Do you want to spend another Saturday at Chuck E. Cheese? Show me your happy dance!”
- One sick kid.
- Two sick kid.
- One very sick dad.
- Spots. Fever. Chills. Hallucinating (apparently). Bed rest.
Basically that bed rest is what did me in. I developed a blood clot in my left leg because I hadn’t moved in over a week. The blood clot developed because I had my ACL repaired ten years ago and had a blood clot then. Apparently they’re famous for encores.
So that required an impromptu trip to the ER. Mind you, this is after a stubborn and determined walk around the zoo with the kids and an uphill walk to the library even with my leg swelled to the size of an elephant’s testicle.
“I’ll be fine,” I kept telling Sarabeth. “Let me just run it off.” So I stretched, jogged, did Yoga, and continued doing the Happy Dance with the kids from Chuck E. Cheese’s Youtube channel. Some habits die hard.
Finally Sarabeth put her foot down (because I no longer could). She made me ask a trusted doctor and he said to haul ass to the ER pronto. The kids and I finished our snow cones (I was still going for Dad of the Year), I dropped them off at home, grabbed a book, and told my wife they’ll probably keep me overnight.
They did. For five nights.
The only reason the clot didn’t reach my lungs or my heart was because apparently I was born with abnormally narrow tummy vessels. So the clot couldn’t fit, even though it was trying.
Twelve episodes of Breaking Bad, four CAT Scans, three ultra sounds, two surgeries and about a trillion-and-a-half blood tests later, my leg was as good as new – new like a newborn baby’s who can’t walk.
Oh, speaking of babies, I came home from the hospital to a phone call saying that the state of Kentucky has a child they would like for us to take in. A normal couple would have said no, except this normal couple made a promise years back that we would never say no to a child. No matter what.
And, my mom-in-law was in town already, so she was happy to be around for the arrival of a new kid.
All of this to say that I’m alive and well, my publishing company is still (miraculously) on track for releasing our first two books next month, and we’ll be continuing the story of “The Underneath” by popular demand.
So… how’s your month been?
Glad to hear you are on the mend! Some big old pizza eating rat can’t spoil YOUR plans, eh?
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Now we know why they chose a dirty rodent to represent. But at least Mickey Mouse takes baths…
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Feel better! So sorry to hear about this.
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No problem! Thanks!
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Apparently my month has been better than yours..
hope you’re on your feet and back to full health soon!!
Meno
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Wanna trade months?
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Let me think about it and get back to you on that : p lol
Meno
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🙂
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Nothing like life to inspire us- though sometimes it’d be great if it did it to us from a distance and it didn’t involve Hospitals. And Surgery. And Binge Watching. From a Hospital.
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I’ll binge watch anywhere as long as I’m not stuck with dozens of needles in my appendages.
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Not topping that! Glad you are better.
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🙂
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Wow!! You’ve been busy, great to see that you’re recovering. All the very best to you and the new addition to your family.
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Thanks a bunch!
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Poor thing! Check out Sons of Anarchy too. A great binge show.
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I just added it to my list. If I don’t like it I’m coming after you!
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LOL! Oh, the pressure! 😛
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No words. Hope you’ve re-evaluated what qualifies as Dad of the year status. Being around. Glad you are doing better. 😉
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I cannot possibly top this comment.
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Yikes, what a month. Sending healthy happy thoughts your way!
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OH MAN! That’s r-e-a-l-l-y dangerous! Why do men DO that?!? So glad you’re okay!
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Some women do it too. My appendix ruptured in the hospital because… Yes, I waited that long to go. As in until I couldn’t stand upright. 😉
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It’s the human nature of denial. Us guys are just more adamant about our denials.
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When I looked up adamant in the dictionary just now I’m pretty sure it said “foolish”. 😉
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That’s the summary!
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Men make fire. Men bring meat. Men clog arteries. Then we get ice cream. We’re stupid, naive, and invincible.
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You’re hilarious. I just hope you get better fast!
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Welcome back to you! Interesting update! Dad of the year eh, try funny shaped blueberry pancakes, and good luck with your publishing!
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I have no trouble with funny-shaped anything I cook 🙂
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So glad to hear you’re on the mend! That is some serious stuff and I’m glad you have narrow blood vessels in your tummy area!
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Isn’t it funny how life has a way of saying “no soup for you” when you go for parent of the year? My “no soup for you” came when mine was in kindergarten and I was a class room volunteer. Came to the tune of bacterial pneumonia, iv stints and 3 antibiotics. So I feel your pain. Hope you get well soon.
Bravo on the philosophy about the child. 🙂
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Ouch! The harder we try the harder life punches.
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Agreed! All the same, welcome back!
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Thanks!
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Glad that blood clot didn’t travel! You push yourself and here I am thinking “my wrist kind of hurts a little, maybe I should see a doctor…” It isn’t swollen, it isn’t red, I didn’t injure it, I can still do everything normally… It just hurts a little.
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I’d still get it checked out. Could be the start of a clot in the wrist?
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I actually did go in a few months ago and got an x-ray then an MRI because they thought it was a ligament problem but the MRI was fine. I did physical therapy twice and the pain went away. Now it seems to be back but not too bad, just lingering.
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Keep on keeping on with the PT?
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Good Lord! Glad to hear you’re on the mend.
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My leg is better, but now I need my ego to mend. 🙂
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Guardian angels were sure looking after you. Good luck with the new member of the family.
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Thanks!
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It is perfectly human that at some point the universe reminds you that you’re not so perfectly human. I hate it when that happens! Wishing you a continued recovery and more hours in each day to catch up on everything!
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I’ll take the more hours any day 🙂
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Glad to see you back but WHY do men put off going to Dr? Hope your recuperation goes well
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I think it’s because most of us pay the bills and it’s one more bill we don’t want to have to deal with – if we live.
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😊well I hope you live! 😊
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Me, too! Most of the time.
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That’s very dangerous. I’m glad Sarabeth is smart and persistent. You’ve scared me off Chuck E Cheese for life.
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Yeah, we’re pretty much scared of bounce houses, slip-n-slides, and libraries, too now 🙂
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wow some month you had…sometimes God places us flat on our backs to rest in Him….Glad you are on the mend.
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Yes, quite a month. Hopefully nothing like it for another ten years.
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💪💪
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I’d add a picture of flexing legs, but I don’t know how to do that on my MacBook.
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Glad to hear on you’re recovering well. I’ll keep you in my prayers.
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That I am!
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You couldn’t make stuff up like that if you wanted to! I am glad you are recovering. Your humor shines through writing.
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I’m just trying to make it shine through my vocals now. I’m sure I’ll actually get to see someone laugh at one of my jokes one day 😉
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Invaluable information. Blood clots are so dangerous. I will never risk unnecessary surgery now. I could have had similar surgery when I was a teenager and did not, for no real reason.
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