does it ever end??

I know it has been a long time since I posted anything, but wow...this week is one that deserves a post. It has been THE longest week of my life! (aside from me being on bedrest when I was pregnant with Dax.)

It all started on Saturday, Jace's birthday. We had the biggest snow storm. It just kept coming and coming. We had over 2 feet at our house. What a perfect day right? I love snow, but the unfortunate part, was that Ricky had to travel 25 miles to a psychiatric hospital to do some work there. Not a big deal, except when there is 2 feet of snow. It took him forever to get there. He did his work there and then headed home. He wanted to be home for when Jace woke up from his nap, so he could spend the rest of the day with him. Well, he called me about 4:30 and told me that he had a flat tire. He spent the next THREE hours trying to get it taken care of so that he could get home. It is a long story and I won't bore you with the details, but it was a frustrating time. He did get home just in time for cake and presents and to kiss the kids goodnight. Bad day, but we were headed to bed and Sunday was a new day!

Sunday....Ricky rounds on his patients at the hospital and meets us at church. He made it to the last two blocks of church, which we were thankful for. Church is over, we load up the kidlets and I am getting ready to leave, when Ricky knocks on my window. His car has a flat tire! Of all the rotten luck! So I thought, okay, it's alright, we can hurry and get this taken care of and get home. Nothing ever works according to plan. The tire was rusted on and it took a heck of a lot longer than it should have to get the stupid tire off. Finally a guy from our ward came out and gave it a few swift kicks and knocked it loose. Thank goodness! Bad weekend, but things can only be looking up right?

Monday morning...I head to the gym. Feeling good, ready to relieve some stress from the weekend. Go for a nice hard run on the treadmill and then head to pilates for some relaxation. Just what I need! So we start the class and we are doing some stretches, we roll up and stretch to our toes and I feel a "pop" in my back. Painful? Yes, but not too bad. I have a bad back anyway and usually some stretching helps loosen it up. I decide not to do too much more of the pilates and focus on stretching my back out. Big mistake. I stretch again and "rip". Extremely more painful than the pop. In fact, I am in so much pain, that I can't even move. I am stuck. Thankfully a friend of mine was right next to me and realized that something was wrong. I don't know if it was the groan, or the tears streaming down my cheeks, or the fact that I hadn't moved for a while. Long story short....pilates class was canceled. I was fireman carried out of the room to a massage table. (which was slightly embarrassing) Gently worked on by a sports medicine doc that just happens to work downstairs. Got a wheelchair ride to the car and have been lifted and carried almost everywhere ever since. Today begins day 5 of lying flat on my back. How long does it take for one to get bedsores? I have to admit though, that though I don't notice a huge difference in pain from the Vicodin and Valium...they definitely make my mind fuzzy and my dreams crazy and my legs wobbly! But my back does get slightly better every day.

Just one more thing to add to our string of AMAZING luck...the van wouldn't start this morning!
I hope that the rest of 2011 is a little better than it has started out.

Even though it has been rough, I have so much to be thankful for. I have such AMAZINGLY wonderful friends who have bent over backwards to help me out this last week. Thank you Emilee for setting up child care and meals...and all you did for me at the gym. You are so wonderful and I could never thank you enough! Bonnie, thank you for calling me every three hours to make sure I am still alive and not crazy from my drugs. (And thanks for offering to help me get to the bathroom...I am glad I haven't needed your assistance) And thanks to all who have watched my kids and made us meals. I love you all! Thank you, thank you, thank you!