Good Grief!

This is Eric's newly found favorite phrase to use, and explains pretty well how I feel after this weekend.

Friday started out as a wonderful day. I had gone to bed at 6:30 the previous night and woke up feeling awesome. Pedro and I had lunch with Leise at the school, I had planned on going to the gym after that and then getting some grocery shopping done. I started having cramps, so decided against the gym. Over the course of the afternoon the cramps became more of a stomach ache. The school called at 3:30 to let me know there had been a mix-up and I needed to pick up Annaleise. Driving to the school is what tipped me off to something being really wrong. Since when did driving hurt? Over the next hour it went from moderate pain to severe pain---kneeling on the floor by the couch sobbing kind of pain.

Pedro came home, took me to the ER--hurt a ton! Pedro's shocks on his car gave out, so every little bump had me screaming out. At the doc they had me drink 2 bottles of contrast stuff for the CT, nasty stuff, most of it didn't stay down. They found a cyst which was leaking fluid and causing inflammation and causing the pain. At least that's what I heard through the morphine. I still hurt like crazy especially when the painkillers wear off.

Anyways, that's what happened over in our neck of the woods. Sure hope you all had a better weekend than us.

A huge thanks to all our family and friends who have stepped in and helped and offered to help. You all are awesome!