It all started last Wednesday:
Wednesday: Jammin' has a growth on his eye. We've been trying to cure it since it was first discovered in July. We drove North to Portland to see the Specialist. To make it short - the Cornea Tumor Specialist didn't identify the growth, but gave us drops to try with a return visit for one week. On the way home I had a flat tire.
Thursday: While at Piano lesson, The Caboose tumbled head over heels down the stairs. He lost his breath but appeared to be un-injured.
Friday: The Caboose started puking without a fever....due to the stair tumbling, I took him to the pediatrician who confirmed a slight concussion. His puking worsened over the day and so did his lethargy. So, the doctor, fearing a head injury sent me to the ER....where the Caboose had to be sedated and given a CT scan. Fortunately, the CT scan was clear (which meant the Caboose just had the stomach flu).
Saturday: We drove up to Portland again for my step-mom's 60th birthday bash. There were no incidents to report - thus, we were tricked into the security of a false lull.
Sunday: The Caboose tripped over his own feet and banged his face into a bookcase (giving himself a black eye). Two hours later, Jammin' pushed the Caboose off a chair (accidentally), giving his brother a bloody nose and fat lip. On the way home from Portland, I was pulled over by a police officer and given a speeding ticket. (I admitted guilt for speeding because I had two sets of eyes and ears listening to my every word.)
I told Dave "This speeding ticket was the icing on this week's cake. I don't think it can get much worse."
It got worse.
7pm - Buttercup started puking
9pm - Jammin' started puking
12am - I started puking.
Monday: As I stumbled wearily to the door to let the dogs in from their morning pee - a horrible smell hit my nose. Zoe had rolled herself in some dead deer.
Tuesday: We all woke up feeling better and recovered from whatever horrible bug we had contracted. But, it was the day for laundry and trying to get ready for our big eye appointment for Wednesday.
Wednesday: Jammin' saw the Cornea Tumor specialist again today. The drops have done minimal impact to the growth. He sent us to another specialist in the facility who took a long deep look. Together, it was decided that a Biopsy is in order.
Whatever the growth - it is rare. Neither doctor has seen the like before. They are narrowing it down to 3 rare disorders (one of which is lymphoma....which scares the hell out of me). Only a biopsy will let them know for sure. Right now, the growth is not affecting his eye sight, nor is it painful. However, the growth is beginning to grow into the Cornea - and that is what worries them.
I am trying to remain hopeful. I am trying to remain cheerful. I am thankful for being alive....but it has been a tough week and looks to get tougher.
