Tragedy and Triumph

I've been crying for about an hour while hubby held me. While I feel better emotionally, my eyelids feel like sandpaper and my migraine from last night is threatening to come back. *sigh* At least hubby said I could wake him up for more cuddles/holding when I need it ... or if I need something else. Ahem.

Work is okay, but this week hasn't been very good. I've had a lot of foot pain, but figured out it's because my desk area hasn't been set up the same since we moved it into the bedroom. Foot pain is a big deal at my job because I use a foot pedal to control the playback of the doctor's recordings. I've adjusted things a bit and they don't hurt as much today. Thankfully.

My sister called several times yesterday -- she's having blood pressure spikes severe enough to black out her vision. I kept telling her to go to the ER and quit calling me until she does. She didn't have time; her son got baptized today. *sigh* So I'm worried about her a bit. She's one of my very best friends and I don't want anything to happen to her or Dizzy or Bru or Ra or D.

Another thing that set me off was my sister-in-law's sister-in-law (we're not related, but i've known her for ... gosh ... 7! years) just had their first baby about 10 days ago. She developed mastitis and her OB wouldn't see her but prescribed her antibiotics. By the time she got to her PCP this week, he had to refer her to a wound specialist for a necrotic spot on her breast. The wound specialist wouldn't touch it and referred her to a plastic surgeon. Half of her breast had died. They had to do a partial mastectomy last night and she has multiple drainage tubes. She'll have to have one or two reconstructions, but all she's worried about right now is her baby -- who is at her mother-in-law's (my sister-in-law's mom's) house for the time being. They haven't even closed the wound -- they're going to take another look at it tomorrow and make sure they got all the necrotic tissue out.

I don't spend a lot of time with her, but she has been so sweet and understanding with me, and her husband is like a little brother to me. My sister-in-law was one of my good friends in high school and her mom is like another mom to me, and has my Munchkin calling her Gramma. They've had a lot of tragedy in the last couple of years -- a daughter-in-law died, then her husband (their son) died, and dad has had a heart attack or two, topped off by bladder cancer. Through it all, they have been so loving and sweet to me and my family and very concerned about me during my surgery last year. I love them all so much and my heart just is broken over this.

Of course, I learned about this today at my nephew's baptism/birthday luncheon. Good gravy, he's a sweet kid. I'm so proud of him for making that choice. Their whole family has been active in the church off and on his whole life, but he decided he wanted to get baptized and he wanted his dad to do it, so they've been going to church and my niece (almost 12) has been, too. And she is just beautiful -- becoming a lovely young woman. It was a wonderful experience to be there. Hubby was one of the witnesses.

All in all, I'm grateful for the Gospel and the Savior and His loving sacrifice for us. I don't know how anyone gets through life and the tragedies and trials that befall us without Him and the knowledge we have of our divine potential to be with Him again someday.

So, all in all, I guess I'm okay. Need to finish making dinner and feed the Munchkin and get some work done so I can wake up hubby later for more ... lovin'. May the Lord bless you.