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What I've been up to

Hello everyone! I know I haven't been keeping up with my blog and I wanted to explain why. These past few months I have been dealing with health issues. I've had the worst stomach pains you could imagine. I couldn't eat. I couldn't sleep. I didn't feel like a real person. It seemed as if I was withering away into nothing. From the first doctors appointment to my first GI appointment, two months apart, I lost about 15 pounds. I had a ultra sound of my abdominal cavity done, a scan of my gallbladder, lots of blood work, a CT scan, and a scope. Everything came back normal. I've been on two different medications for Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS). The first one worked for a few weeks and then I started having pains again. The second one is supposed to help with anxiety and to keep my flares to a minimum. It's been helping, but here lately I have barely been able to eat anything. Moving on to what else I have been up to...Troyce and I just closed on our first house on October 28th. Exciting right? It was the most painful process ever. The night we closed, we started moving things in. I had a new set of silverware and I asked him to open it. He pulled out his pocket knife and went to cut the zip tie, he cut away from him in case you were wondering, and the knife ended up stabbing him in his left wrist and nicking a major artery and nerve. He started spraying blood so I grabbed paper towels and applied pressure. I went into full on dispatcher mode. He started passing out so I helped him down to the floor so that he wouldn't crack his head on our tile floor. I called his aunt who is a respiratory therapist and has medical background, who was also on her way to our house. She was pulling in our driveway as I called her. She came in and took over so I could call 911. She put a belt around his arm to cut off his blood supply so he wouldn't lose more than he had to. He turned a yellow color and I lost it. Rescue and the medics showed up and took his to the ER. He got 4 stitches and was off work for 10 days. He had to use all of his vacation and sick time. He also has a numb and tingling feeling in his thumb and part of his hand from the nerve that was messed up. I felt and continue to feel all of the guilt for this. I've been trying to find ways to relieve myself. I have flashbacks. I learned through work that I have Crisis Incident Stress, also known as Critical Incident Stress. On top of everything, my faith has continued to remain strong. I have prayed for Troyce's healing, as well as mine. It is a process, but we will make it.

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