Birchell Family: Where We Left Off...

My last post was about my blood pressure, and my plans for the end of the pregnancy. I had decided to quit work and just take life as easy as possible. So Tuesday Jake, Bri, and I headed to Vernal so I could do last minute work things. I was excited to be off and to have a break. After we got home from Vernal Bri and I took a three hour nap, and I was really looking forward to the relaxing time we would get to spend together. Jake got home from work and took Brilee to the Harris' so I could relax. He brought her home around 8 and said he was hungry. I said I would run down town and get him something while he went back to get his horse. On our drive downtown Bri started telling me to get her owie off, and that her head hurt. She kept saying "OW OW get it Mama." I figured she had a scab and I told her I would when we got home. As soon as I got her out of the car I felt where she said it hurt. I knew immediately she had a tick. I FREAKED out! I called Jake and he said he was on his way. I looked at it, and it was HUGE. I couldn't stand it. I loaded Bri in the car and ran to Granny's. Ann started pouring rubbing alcohol on it, but it wouldn't come out. Jake showed up a minute after we got there and said he would burn it out. Bri was scared and crying, and therefore I was crying. It was horrible. It finally came out, and we thought all was well. Thursday I went to OB for my routine NST, and Bri went to have a sleep-over at Grammy's. I was sure I would be there all day, but luckily I was in and out within a few hours. So, I had the afternoon/evening to relax. Jake had plans to go roping in Gusher, and I was excited about the thoughts of a calm evening at home. Around 8 Jake called to inform me he was hurt. He was sure his wrist was broken. I couldn't believe it... NOW??????? Granny volunteered to take him in for x-rays and to get things figured out. Poor guy was in a lot of pain. After hours in the er they got home with the news that both his forearm bones were broke, and we needed a follow up with a specialist. It was a long night, but thankfully Brilee was at a good place. Friday morning I called Dr. Young and he said to bring the x-rays over and we would go from there. It took all of 2 seconds for him to say "Yep, this needs surgery." The bone was broke clean, but it spread to far apart to guarantee it could heal normal. He wanted it done ASAP so we scheduled it for Tuesday. I was freaking out because I knew there was a high possibility Bronson would need to make his arrival on Monday. After a full day in Vernal we came home and took it easy. Brilee was such a trooper, and a huge help to Jake and I. The weekend was a busy one. Ann and Barry were celebrating their 45th wedding anniversary, and Jake's cousin, Jared, was getting married. Jake and Bri went to the wedding, and I stayed back. After the wedding I felt a little stir crazy and Jake said we needed ant killer. We both jumped on it and headed to Stewarts. Bri grabbed a cart and took off running with it. She somehow tipped it over on her, and was pretty banged up. The way it landed on her leg, and how she reacted I just knew her leg was broke. Jake ran to her and bent down to get her and his phone flew off, he couldn't pick her up. It was horrible. Some nice lady took pity and grabbed the car, and helped Jake get her off the floor. It was one of those things where I couldn't tell her don't cry, but instead I knew she just needed to bawl. She sat up on the potting soil and I just hugged her. It was horrible. We left the store right after that. Monday morning Bri went to Vernal with Jake and I stayed home for my doctor appointment. I was getting into Gilmore Girls when my Mom called and said Brilee's tick bite was not good. It was a huge knot, and had the bulls eye rash that we were told to watch for. Immediate panic sets in, and I told her get her to the doctor. Jake met them there, and the doctor examined it. He treated her for all sorts of infections and sent it off for a culture. After that I headed to my appointment where things weren't looking great for me. I was sent to OB and my doctor started talking induction. I explained to him everything we had going on (most important Jake's surgery), and he said no promises but he would let me go if I got my bp low. It took until 2 in the morning, but then we were free! Jake and I all but ran out of there. Tuesday Granny took Jake for his surgery, and my Mom, Bri, and I hung out all afternoon. It was just what we needed. Jake got home and was out of it. He was also in a lot of pain. Bear and Grammy took off, and Jake and I went to the basement to relax. It was a long night, but we made it. We spent most of Wednesday resting, and waiting to hear how Gpa's doctor app. went. Barry has been having some issues with his heart for the past while, and they were meeting with his surgeon to see what the next step was. We have all been on pins and needles wanting/needing him fixed. The surgeon told him on a scale of 1-4 with 4 the highest his valve was at 4. He scheduled the surgery for a week out (it will be this Friday). Life felt like we couldn't catch a break, but we also knew how much joy was going to be coming to our life soon. Bri came home Wednesday, and it was so nice to have her back with us. Everything in her little world was changing so much and I felt like it was impossible to protect her from it, but she kept surprising me and just carrying on with her life. (We have had issues, but not as many as she deserves to have!!!) Thursday morning I had a feeling that we would be having our baby, and so I just held Brilee while she slept. It did so much for my soul! My mom showed up, and Jake and I headed to the hospital... My next post will be about the events of that day!!!