2015 has not been good to me health wise. I've dealt with two rounds of stomach bug, one flu, an ongoing sinus infection, a busted eye, and then what turned into a 'severe' sinus, tonsil, vocal cord and a "light" lung infection.
Cause if I'm going go, I'm gonna go BIG.
How did I damage my eye? Trying to get rid of the first sinus infection with something powerful called Oil of Oregano. The stuff is really great- really cleans out the sinuses - unless you cough while holding a spoon with two drops of it and it splashes into your eye, burning through your cornea. Then it is mother fucking bullshit. (Sorry mom; that's the technical term.)
I couldn't open either eye for two days; couldn't see for about a week; saw only 2D for another week; and still have problems with distances. I was lucky: between 2 and 5% of my cornea was still there and the long-term impact will be limited to glasses.
And not-so-clever Fasching costumes.
In trying to get healthy, I've been doing the Whole30, making and then drinking copious amounts of bone broths, eating garlic, drinking home-steeped ginger water, and trying to take it as easy as someone with two kids, a job, a house, and a busted eye can.
And I really thought I was doing a good job and getting better. I was tired and it was hard to sleep with a stuffed and painful nose and I had green gunk coming outta my nose and throat but I wasn't totally wiped out, my skin and hair were improving, and I wasn't popping to the bathroom numerous times a day.
I really thought I was doing a good job and getting better. Until this last week my voice completely disappeared. Not horse, not sore: gone.
I went to the doctor who confirmed (again) I have chronic infection and then confronted me (again) about the need for surgery and then scolded me (this was new) for "waiting far too long", "being too proud" and wrapped it up by asking me "why young parents don't care for themselves". Hey, at least he gets bonus points for saying 'parents' instead of 'mothers'.
He then pronounced my regimen: antibiotics; sinus washes; vitamins; two hot baths/showers a day; clean, good food; loads of sleep; no chores and NO NO NO work. He actually said three "no"s in English.
At least he has gotten to know me?
I agreed to his non-negotiable conditions and went home. Where the Mr reminded me that exactly this weekend was his brother's weekend-away bachelor party. (Yes it is ridiculous that my husband and friends go away for a weekend for every bachelor party, but let's not get distracted.)
I was going to be alone with the kids all weekend.
Enter Oma, Opa, and Tanta S-squared. Oma was here a good part of Friday, all Saturday even spending the night, and all day Sunday. Tanta was here Saturday morning. Opa was here as well.
They all kept the kids alive. They gave me permission to sleep. Oma cooked whole30 compliant meals. She took the kids for long walks. She got Jelly Bean to sleep. She got PJ to sleep. She got Jelly Bean at night and then cuddled with her all morning. She cleaned my kitchen drawers and refrigerator. She swept and wiped the floors. She and PJ cleaned out the toys and gunk from under the sofa. She did more that I missed, I'm sure.
Basically my Inlaws - and especially Oma - were Angels. Yes, capitalized.
She's hard to get a picture of becuase although the she is a very attractive woman, she doesn't think so. Here she is over lunch.
And with the kids.
Poor Opa really suffered. He wasn't able to sleep without his Oma (these guys have been together for 40+ years...live up to that, right?) So he crashed at our home.
Then papa walked in the door and the kids went nuts. Lordy we missed him.
There are so many things to be thankful for. Great medical care and the ability to take sick leave. Friends who educate me about being healthy. A husband and daddy we desperately missed when he was gone two days. Oma, Opa, and Tante that want to support and love on us in the way that we need to be supported and loved.
May we all be so lucky! May I get and stay healthy!