At My MIL's

Today is Sunday July 6. It has been exactly two months since Tamer was admitted to the hospital the night before his surgery. I think it just hit him that in two months he managed to undergo a major surgery, fight the emergency splenectomy and lung collapse that came with it, stay holed up at our new place for two or three weeks with nobody but his mom because his wife, daughter, and only sister were too contagious to stay there, haul us all to the North Coast for what was supposed to be a week of relaxed recuperation but turned out to be seven days of unpleasant twists interspersed with a few fun hours, haul us back on the night before his first day at work after surgery managing to catch a cold and run a fever on the same night, load up on painkillers and antibiotics so he can drag himself to and from work, take the day off on the third day of work to rush his mom to the hospital where we learned that she had to have a cholecystectomy ASAP, convince his mom to have it, secure the money, and... here we are, a week after his mom underwent surgery. She had it last Saturday, Tamer and I stayed at her place Sunday, and she came home Monday. Not the smoothest of rides. He has been looking weird lately and I cornered him about it today. He confessed that he'd been feeling very stressed although he didn't know why. I was like, seriously? You don't know why? It's been one hell of a nonstop rollercoaster ride and you don't know why? Now though we can look forward to something nice, maybe a little trip for a couple of days somewhere where we can take it easy, just the two and a half of us. Even though I miss my folks and brothers and sister awfully especially since I haven't seen them since more than a week now. My MIL still has to see her doctor on Tuesday and next Sunday, but I'm hoping we can go back to my folks' tonight and come back Tuesday, or maybe next Sunday which is also Tamer's birthday. Whew! I think I've never typed a longer paragraph.

I would be really content though to just have things go back to normal for a while. Did I already say that somewhere in my blog? Anyway, that seems so much more appealing than a vacation, at least for now. I don't know why but I feel the idea of a vacation will just be a continuation of this rollercoaster ride we've been on for two months. I'd like us to sort of recharge for a while so that vacationing doesn't get too exhausting to be fun.

Anyways, now aside from trying to take care of the two post-op cases we have we're also hoping we don't actually end up in the hospital again. It's my SIL this time. She has been having the most horrible colonic pain lately. She literally bends over when it hits her and gets all nauseated and headache-y. A few days ago the family doctor stopped by. Contrary to what he usually says (just tension; making a big fuss out of nothing; etc) he was actually alarmed by how high her blood pressure was (she's only 27) and diagnosed her with colitis. It's too soon to tell whether the medication's working; so far it hasn't looked promising but we're still waiting.

Guess my blog's name oughta be Nora's Anatomy, huh? Hopefully this will be the end of boring illness-related news and I will have more fun stuff instead. Have a great day!