Ooookaaaay, so multiple teeth punching through and beginning of the crawling/cruising phase apparently = zero free time for dads! Add an impromptu surgery and juggling appointments with a new thyroid doctor edmonton, a hospital stay for a systemic MRSA infection, and you somehow wind up with negative free time – I.E. 4 hours or so of sleep, then 12 hours of work! Yep, that’s been September for me, and part of August. Long story short, I got bitten by a spider on my elbow. No big deal, right? Yeah, unless it gets infected. Then it sucks, and hurts more than you’d think it would. Add to that having wonderfully aggressive and antibiotic resistant MRSA, and you have a cocktail for a week in the hospital. Mind you, I had no idea ANY of that was going to transpire, it just wound up taking over my body in 72 hours or so. Lots of fun! But everyone was really nice, and all the nurses made sure to tell me they were going to have their houses bug-bombed after hearing all of this was caused by a stupid spider bite. Lol! But that’s all healed now. The surgery – brought on by my voice getting increasingly raspy for about a year or so now. Initially, we thought it could have been from the surgery removing part of my thyroid. Easy enough to hit a vocal cord while operating in that area, and could just be damaged. Nope, turns out to be a cancerous looking mass growing on my vocal cord. Everyone who’s had cancer or even a cancer scare knows the 5 year rule. If you’re in remission or (dare I say the word) “cured”, you are extremely susceptible to seeing the cancer return within a 5 year period. Generally in the same area. That’s pretty much the rule. There’s way more to it than that, but I’m trying to keep it somewhat short, so there’s the 50 thousand foot view. So I’m thinking “here we go – radiation, surgery, the whole smash. Perfect.” So I get the thing cut out – a procedure that takes a whopping 15 minutes and requires a 4 hour stay in the hospital. I’m good with that. I immediately get my voice back, full vocal range and pitch! What a relief! I get the biopsy results – more good news! NEGATIVE! It just looked ugly as hell apparently….not that anything on the inside of our bodies is overly appealing to look at. Finally, I come to the new pain management doc…and I’ll even give her name…Dr. Michelle Caporaletti. I give her name because she is AWESOME! I got my first set of injections with her, and I’ve never had the experience of epidurals not hurting so bad I actually felt myself blacking out. There was barely any pain when she did the epidurals, I felt fantastic afterwards, and still do! Best part – she doesn’t push opiate pain medication. Thank you, doc. You’re a breath of fresh air in a world I thought was filled with painful procedures and docs that just want to throw Percocet at you. All that, and she’s easy on the eyes, too. Haha! So there’s the “me” stuff – on to who I now refer to as “Mach 1 Munchkin”.
He’s crawling! He just popped up one day, and decided to do it! Damn, what a sense of pride you feel as a father. For someone other than myself for the first time ever, I actually got over-the-moon excited! Yelling, cheering, heart-pumping excitement rolled over me as I watched the little guy mechanically move his little body across the floor! And now….well, now I’m more chasing him all over the place. Lol! Literally chasing him. Kid’s freaking fast on all fours! Hence the “Mach 1 Munchkin” term. I wonder sometimes if he’s trying to get me into shape…..or give me a coronary. He’s also discovered playing “catch” with mom and dad. 10 months old and he’s throwing his arms up in the air to try and catch the fluffy football we toss around! And the little man has a hell of an arm on him. He doesn’t always get a good throw, but when he does….that fuzzy little football manages to knock things clean off the shelves and pivot the TV in the wrong direction from across the room. I’m thinking Eagles quarterback somewhere around the 2038 football season. 🙂 Gotta dream big for the little man! He’s also started cruising. So, we’re in the process of removing just about everything from every knee-level table in the house, since nothing is safe now! Lol! Ah, well. So there’s my little update after a temporary, non-voluntary break! More to come soon, in between my time corralling Wes!