Nothing but Words Wednesday

You know that saying "When it rains, it pours"? Well that's what I found myself saying yesterday. We all had the stomach bug last week and well yesterday was just another thing to add to my list of things to worry about. My brother was experiencing chest pains.Mind you, my brother is only 23 years old. At first no one thought much of it, my mom is old school Mexican so she associated it with it being really cold in the house and him walking barefoot. Does that even make any sense? Anyways, next thing you know she takes him to Huntington Hospital just about 5 minutes away since their urgent care is never really busy. They hook him up to an EKG monitor and they see what we had never imagined...he was having a heart attack. He then gets rushed to a hospital a city over. This new hospital deals more with heart patients, that's the reasoning (so they say) why he got transferred there. They immediately did an angiogram on him. He's hooked up to all kinds of monitors and what not. During this time I had no idea what was going on. My mom calls me hysterical because all she knew was what they were telling her, which was that her son was suffering a heart attack. I of course couldn't make out anything she was saying over the phone. All I understood was Inter-community hospital and off I went. When I met up with my mom, of course she was a mess, I tried to make out what was going on. I kept asking the staff there and since he had arrived in an ambulance and everything was so "Emergency" (that's what they kept saying) they couldn't tell me what was going. They kept asking us to sign all these forms, they were all consent forms. Pretty much we were consenting to do whatever it takes to save his life. Then we had people ask if we wanted to donate his organs in case he didn't make it. Seriously?! This is something you don't want to hear. He's 23 years old for crying out loud! I know they have to ask, but it hurt so much to just hear those words. So now we wait....

While we are siting in the waiting room to hear news, my mom is still in tears. I had to stay strong so I had to think that my brother was just fine. She then started telling me how scared my brother was. And once he heard the words heart attack he couldn't help but cry. My poor brother, I am sure dying crossed his mind when he heard that. We were finally told we can see him, and the nurses that were with him were just so sweet and caring. They tried comforting my mom and my brother. They kept telling me how scared my brother was but that he's a lucky guy. The angiogram showed no clots or any blockage in his arteries. The blood work did come back abnormal twice. The doctor came in to see how he was doing as well as try to explain what happened. Basically he can't really pin point what the case of the chest pain. But he diagnosed him with Pericarditis.  That is why the EKG was showing he was having a heart attack. He said it could also be why his blood work came back abnormal. He also associated the Pericarditis with the stomach flu he had over the weekend. Overall, we are just glad my brother is okay and he will hopefully get over this Pericarditis thing he has. God was really watching over him yesterday and I am forever thankful for it. I am just glad the Cupcake has been going to be early and sleeping through the night, otherwise I would be mombie=zombie.


And a little prayer for my brother...

Dear Lord of Mercy and Father of Comfort,

You are the One I turn to for help in moments of weakness and times of need. I ask you to be with your servant in this illness. Psalm 107:20 says that you send out your Word and heal. So then, please send your healing Word to your servant. In the name of Jesus, drive out all infirmity and sickness from his body.

Dear Lord, I ask you to turn this weakness into strength, suffering into compassion, sorrow into joy, and pain into comfort for others. May your servant trust in your goodness and hope in your faithfulness, even in the middle of this suffering. Let him be filled with patience and joy in your presence as he waits for your healing touch.

Please restore your servant to full health, dear Father. Remove all fear and doubt from his heart by the power of your Holy Spirit, and may you, Lord, be glorified through his life.

As you heal and renew your servant, Lord, may he bless and praise you.

All of this I pray in the name of Jesus Christ.

Amen.

Magical Weekend

Friday was still a bad day. I had the stomach flu and didn't know if I was going to be okay by Saturday since we had a trip planned out to Disneyland that day. I made sure I had tons of water and that I got rest. Suzanne, Cupcake's auntie came over to visit and have dinner with us. Since I wasn't feeling good, I hit the sack pretty early so I didn't get a chance to say good-bye when she did leave. We had a big day ahead of us the next day so I wasn't trying to stay up super late making small talk.


Saturday was finally here. I was up by 6:30am, that never happens unless its during the week and I have to get ready for work. I was so excited I had everyone awake and preparing everything for our day. We were out of the house by 10am. We had some ticket issues so we didn't get to get in the park til noon. First thing we did was take a family picture in front of the huge decorated tree. This is a picture of it at night when it was all lit up.

Cupcake was awake for everything except for Mr. Toad's wild ride. She loved everything we got on, especially It's a small world. I was never a fan but she definitely is. We spent most of our time just walking around and seeing some of the characters. We got to get her her Minnie ears, I of course got matching ones.

We finally took a break to get us, Marc and I, something to eat and so the Cupcake can take a quick nap. When we were eating which was really close to the Haunted Mansion, we realized how long the line was that we decided to park the stroller and just carry the Cupcake while we stood in line. The wait was exactly 2 hours and 5 mins long. Our backs were killing us, but at least the Cupcake was able to take a long nap without being disturbed. We snapped a picture of the skeleton outside. I love this ride so the 2 hours plus wait was so worth it. Marc will beg to disagree.

We also went on the Jungle cruise at night, which neither one of us has ever been on at night. We really liked it, and plan on doing it on future visits. The last thing on our agenda at Disneyland was the fireworks show. We headed on over to the main areas where you can stand for viewing and parked ourselves there. We were fortunate enough to not have to wait so long for it to start. The cupcake was still awake for it, so when she saw it she was amazed by all the beautiful colors and lights in the sky. Since it's Christmas time at Disneyland, at the end of the fireworks show, they have machines that blow out snow. It isn't real snow, I think its foam but I didn't get the chance to actually try to feel it out. Once that was all done, the cupcake was tired and fell asleep, it was perfect timing. Our day seriously was magical.


Sunday was spent sleeping mostly. I was so exhausted that I couldn't even function. Marc helped with cupcake while I slept all day. Okay not all day but hours at a time. He didn't mind since I spent most of last week awake at night because the Cupcake was sick and couldn't sleep. Around 5pm I headed out to the mall to do last minute Christmas shopping. When I got home I saw a package that I hadn't noticed all weekend. When I opened it I was seriously so excited. It was the puffy quilt that Kim from {My} Life's Stories had made Cupcake. It is beautiful and the cupcake loves it to pieces. She can't stop starring at it and likes playing with the puffs. This is something she will be using for a very long time. This was the cherry that made the weekend perfect.

Stomach Flu

This week has started off kind of bad. Monday, two of my really good friends were in a car accident. I was actually talking to one of them while they were driving. All I heard was a big bang and then them freaking out in the background. Next thing I know the phone cuts out. 10 mins later they call me and tell me what had happened. I had to go pick them up and the car was totaled. They were safe so that was a huge relief. I dropped them off and went to get weighed. Best news of the week was when I saw that I had dropped about 5  pounds. I was really happy about that.

Tuesday was just an ordinary day, we really didn't do much. We went to visit Jazmin and Angel at their apartment which was really nice. I am now thinking of looking into those apartments when it's time for  me to find a new place. We enjoyed some Mike's pizza and called it a night.

Wednesday. This is the day it all went sour. The cupcake was sleeping in my bed because I had heard that it was suppose to be about 30 degrees over night and I wanted to  make sure that the Cupcake stayed warm. Luckily, she slept with me otherwise I would have never heard her choking. Yes, she was choking. At about 5am I woke up because I could feel her moving around in bed so I took a look and sure enough she was choking on her vomit. I right away picked her up and turned her over so that whatever was in her mouth would come out. Of course all the throw up landed on her and myself. I got us cleaned up and ready for bed again when another round of puking hit us. This is when I knew I wasn't going to get anymore sleep that morning. She did this about 3 other times. Fortunately, she had a doctor appointment that day, so I didn't have to worry about scheduling one last minute. The whole morning was hectic. She looked absolutely miserable and I felt absolutely helpless. Something was wrong with my daughter and there was nothing I could do. We arrive at the doctors and she gets checked. She weighs 15.4 pounds and is 25.5 inches tall. She is still growing. Everything seems normal so far, the doctor then tells me that she has the stomach flu and there isn't much anything we can do but just keep her hydrated. This isn't exactly what I wanted to hear. I  made the appointment for her 1 year check up and we were off to get her some Pedialite. The rest of the day was pretty okay. She was no  longer throwing up and retaining the food she was taking in. She was very pouty the whole day though which had me babying her all evening.

This is her wanting to only sleep in mommies arms.

Thursday. She was doing a lot better but once I got home she cried. You know that "sentida" type of cry. The kind were she is upset that you left her knowing she was still hurting. Of course yesterday was another day of babying her all evening. I don't mind at all it makes for good mommy and baby bonding. Now even though she was feeling better, which is good, I started getting an upset stomach. So yes you guessed it, I now have the stomach flu. How is it that mothers always have to contract whatever their children have. 

Friday. Today just sucks! I am miserable, and to think that she was feeling what I am feeling right now makes it worse. My stomach has been turning all day and it wont stop. I have tried medicine and it doesn't do anything for me. So I guess I have to ride it out just like the cupcake. I hope it is a 24 hour bug just like hers. We have to visit Mickey tomorrow so I really hope I feel better. Crossing my fingers over here.