Josh started school last week and his teacher, Mrs. Echols, is AMAZING. On the first day of school we arrived early so that we could figure out where he was suppose to go. We found his class and his teacher immediately came over and started chatting with him. He felt at ease immediately. I gave her a quick once over and since I'm a very shallow person, planned to base my opinion of her on the way she looked. I noticed that she had on clean, plain work clothes and was walking around in some plain jane sneakers. I loved her instantly. After we got Josh situated I pulled her aside to give her a quick heads up. I debated long and hard on whether or not I should even say anything, but decided that she should at least be warned. I let her know that Josh has a hard time concentrating and get's distracted very easily. I also mentioned that his teacher last year wouldn't communicate with me and it made things pretty rough. I also told her that I would love to help with anything, both at home and in the classroom. The whole conversation only took maybe 2 or 3 minutes. She seemed very understanding and I left hoping that I had done the right thing. I worried that she might take what I said and immediately give him up as a lost cause. Add to that his very unattractive 'skin diseased' looking face and...
The next day I spent all day at the Dr's office and had planned ahead of time for a neighbor in our ward to pick Josh up from school. He didn't see her as soon as he got out of school and was crying when she found him. I felt awful. He toughed it out though. When I got home I asked Josh about the kids that sat at his table. He said "Well, I don't really know them that well yet because I'm at a new table." I groaned and asked why. He said "Well.....see....there's this really funny kid in my class.." I burst out laughing. I could picture it in my mind. Josh busting up laughing at everything this kid did. I was also relieved to know that the teacher was on top of things and split them up immediately before it became a bigger problem. I asked him how he felt about her moving his desk and he said "Good, because now I can't get distracted." Right... He also said that the other 3 kids at his table were girls and they were really quiet. He liked that too because that meant they got a lot of table points. Smart kid.
The CT scan had revealed that not only did I have an ovarian cyst like I had expected, but also kidney stones. Unfortunately, this cyst would need to be surgically removed. Because I was in pain and unable to eat due to nausea, I was quickly lined up for surgery. It started out as a Laparoscopy but ended up being a Laparotomy. The doctor found cysts and endometriosis galore. In the end he was able to save a 'sliver' of each ovary. Then he brightened up and told me that I am more fertile now than I have been in the last 5 years. Josh heard us discussing this and his face instantly lit up. "You're going to have a baby!?" There aren't words to explain the pain that I felt in my heart for him. He looked so hopeful and..and...trusting. I tried to downplay it but did admit that it was possible. He mentioned it about 4 more times that day and each time his face would light up again with that same hopefulness. He would be such a good big brother. He loves Lyndsey with all his heart and helps me watch and take care of her. I would love for him to be able to have a little brother or sister. Only time will tell.
So while I was busy hanging out at the hospital, Mike and our neighbor took care of getting Josh to and from school. I spent the night and was released the next afternoon. I was immediately put to bed and Mike was in charge. He was and still is amazing. He took such good care of me, no nurse could have done better. There was nothing I needed to do because most of the time he was one step ahead of me. He would get Josh ready in the morning, cook him breakfast and send him off to school with his lunch box full. He cooked dinner and did the dishes. He did laundry and even taught Josh how to do his own laundry, which Josh is very proud of, by the way. (I am too!!) He went out of his way to make me more comfortable and picked up prescriptions, medicine and more. He wouldn't even let me cut my own nectarine! He was so sweet. He wanted to go down stairs and play Zelda one night and I said I wanted to go too. I had been told not to do stairs but I figured that didn't really apply to me. Mike wasn't sure it was a great idea but after I kept saying I'd be fine, he slowly helped me down the steps. I made it about halfway before we stopped and I admitted that it was a very bad idea. Mike didn't get upset or anything and just lovingly, and gingerly walked me back up the stairs. He then unplugged the Wii and brought it up to our bedroom so that I could still be with him while he played. He did a lot of other things but I'll only mention one more. He told me that he was planning on working outside on the sprinkler system the next day and said that he was thinking that I might like it if he took out a camping chair and an umbrella and I could sit out there with him and get some fresh air. Oh my gosh! Isn't that so romantic? And the next day we did just that and it was perfect. Ohh, I'm in love.
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