weekend review - a chair massage, bullous myringitis, and shopping at 4:45 a.m.

This is late, but that's just real life.

This past weekend was really great.  And then it got really bad.  And then it got really great again.

After being sick my entire birthday week, I was finally beginning to see the light on Friday.  I wasn't at 100%, but I was improving.  It was such a relief knowing that Friday night I'd be celebrating my birthday with The Birthday Club.

I was a bit concerned as we pulled into this shopping center, but concern changed to excitement when I learned that I'd be getting an hour long chair massage.  This was exactly what this sickly newborn mom needed.

This was my first ever chair massage and I'm happy to report that it was awesome.  At one point, I thought, I'm pretty sure I'm feeling her foot on my back.  Later, Reese confirmed that yes, they had been standing on our backs.  (Not hers, of course, since she's with child.)  I left that place with a relaxed body, a voice that was speaking about 2 steps lower than it was when we got there, and hair that had more volume than necessary.  It was good.

Next up - Park House.  This was my first time here as well.  We got to sit outside in the perfect weather (70-something in July is unbelievable) and enjoy a really pretty view of the Myriad Gardens.  The food and drinks were absolutely delicious.


And to top it all off, we got a free dessert at the end.  Like true 5 year olds, we chose the warm cookies and milk option.  I can't even describe how mouth-watering these cookies were.  Please go to Park House.  You will not regret it.

It was a wonderful birthday celebration with my peoples.

On the way home, I casually mentioned that my ear felt foggy - like I couldn't quite hear out of it perfectly.  By the time I got home and got ready for bed, it was actually starting to hurt a bit.  20 minutes after that, I was in extreme pain.  We tried everything we knew to try.  Colt ran to Walgreens to see if some ear drops would soothe the pain.  I microwaved a wet rag to place on it, but after the heat wouldn't stay long enough, I switched to just using a heating pad.  I was in bed, ear to the heating pad, crying and moving my legs.  You guys, it hurt like crazy.  We attempted to go to bed, but the tears and knife-like pain continued.  Colt asked if I needed to go to the ER, to which I said, "No!  I'm not going to the ER for a stupid earache!"

10 minutes later, I threw on a jacket and drove myself to the ER.

I got to the ER around 3:15 a.m. and I saw the doctor a little after 4:00 a.m.  He looked in my ears and quickly spouted off something ridiculous sounding - Bullous Myringitis.

I had about 10 minutes to kill while waiting at Walgreens for my prescription to get filled, so I thought, what the heck?  I guess I should get some grocery shopping done while I'm childless.  So me and my Bullous Myringitis walked around with a basket in Walgreens at 4:45 a.m.  The eggs, cheese, orange juice, deoderant, medicine, and I made it home around 5:15 a.m.  I took my my pills, pumped for a bit, and went to bed.

Thankfully, Colt got up to do the morning routine with the kids so I could sleep a bit longer.  When I woke around 10:00 a.m., breakfast burritos and coffee were waiting for me.  The rest of the weekend was fairly restful and now that I'm on my 2nd round of antibiotics, I think this Bullous Myringitis business is about to be done.

The weekend ended with a great morning at church.  (Minus the blowout Nova had in her precious white sailboat dress.  But blowouts with the 2nd child are not even a thing compared to how it wrecked my world with Duke.  I'm thankful for the natural chill-out factor that happens when you have another.  I mean, I'm not chill about most things, but at least I'm chill about blowouts.)  Anyway, this past Sunday (the 20th) marked 2 years from when I had that crazy panic attack.  We showed up to church that morning and the first words spoken were, "Draw near to God and He will draw near to you."  I entitled that whole story from 2012 "The Draw" because this verse seemed to be the theme.  Sunday was a beautiful reminder of how He's changed me.

Hope you all are having a great week! 
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