So, yesterday I had a doctor's appointment because I aggravated an old back injury. I have one dead disc in my lower back along with several bulging disc that cause my right thigh to go numb over my quad muscle. After the Disney trip my leg was numb all the time and now my shin was starting to tingle. So my doctor gave me a shot of prednisone and I go home to see it if helps. If not we do another MRI (haven't had one in almost 10 years) and PT. The shot itself didn't hurt, however 5 minutes after the shot...oh and wow did it hurt. I have a big old bruise on my left tushy cheek.
Tim also had a doctor's appointment with the same doctor that afternoon. He is also suffering from the Disney trip, it is more with his feet because he has flat feet. Well, it turns out that he has the worse case of planter fasciitis, it has something to do with his heel, and he is being sent to a specialist at the big university hospital. He is also having multiple migraines a week so they are doing a ct-scan hopefully sometime next week.
Wait the day only gets better.
We are all home 3 minutes away from eating dinner when Reagan falls on this stick thing that holds together a collapsible mesh basket we store the kids balls in, she was using it as a musical instrument and singing jingle bells. She instantly starts screaming and there is lots of blood, call Dr. they send us to the ER where after 2 hours they tell us she is going to be fine, and to feed her ice cream and Popsicles......a child's dream come true.
Tim called while we were at the er and says do you want the good news or the bad news. I say bad and he goes on to tell me that while serving up his burrito on a plate it fell on the floor and broke and he burned his finger on the hot cheese. He said but the good news is that Lincoln ate an entire burrito (chicken, peppers, sauce and the tortilla) I tell yeah that boy loves to eat, I don't think I could get Reagan to do that if her life depended on it.
Oh what a day we had.