The Black Cloud

Abigail has been in a pretty intense course of treatment so we have been very occupied lately. She really is so strong and can handle the intensity of the chemo very well although she did have to have a blood transfusion last Wed. Trying to get her to take her meds is the most difficult thing for her. The doctors told us she would probably stop walking again in this phase, but she is holding tight to her Independence. I have really come to admire her resilience. At last check in June Natasha was still free of the Leukemia.

I wish it was just leukemia that we were dealing with but it seems like so much is coming at us lately that is just unreal. I started joking recently that a black storm cloud follows me around and just rains on me every chance it gets. We moved all of our stuff up from Florida and put it in a storage unit close by. Apparently we picked the wrong one because it was full of mice. We had no idea what we were in for. They did thousands of dollars in damage and we had to throw away mattresses, rugs, and our living room furniture. We have spent hours cleaning and sanitizing anything that we wanted to keep. We have been working on it for months and we still aren't done. Some had even made a nest in one of my kitchen boxes and partially chewed through the cords to my rice cooker and crock pot. I wasn't happy that I had to chuck kitchen appliances too. I am grateful that we are at least able to live with my parents for a bit longer so we can save to replace all of the stuff that we once had. I'm glad I used to feed mice to my snakes.

Just this last week the black cloud attacked again. Thurs. I was doubled over in pain and finally called the doctor. I found out that I was 6-8 weeks pregnant and miscarrying. Surprise! I had written any symptom off as stress related. Friday afternoon the doctor called and told me the pregnancy was actually ectopic. By 6:30 am on Saturday I was being prepped for emergency surgery. My left fallopian tube was damaged so they just removed the whole thing. The recovery has not been easy. I have too much to do to be flat in bed for several days. I am not supposed to lift my kids for another week and a half. How do I do that with a baby? I used to want a busy exciting life, now Josh and I are just begging for some peace and calm.