Every October for a while we have took a family trip to Gatlinburg, Tennessee. Everyone is not in the picture but I loved this trip.
This was our gift to our family for Christmas.
We always rented a huge cabin. On the first night we would get there first and I always had food for them waiting because everyone came in at different times.
2018 was our last family trip.
This was the first of October and the day we got back,
I was so sick. I struggled on this trip.
But I still cooked. Smile.
Here are some of us at Dixie Stampede!
We were all there together!
It was so fun!
Here is some of the family getting on a roller coaster!
Sweet Hunter asking me to pray for him!
lol
But me. I was sitting on the sidelines which is so not me.
I just knew between my back and my other issues I just couldn't do that.
This was our room! We always got the master!
Little Asher loved our room!
Our grandsons!!!
We were celebrating!
Going back even further than our family trip,
all the way to April before everything really happened......
I went to feed my chickens one day which is not far from my back door.
I couldn't walk. I had no strength. I had been having a few dizzy spells too but this zapped me. All my strength was gone.
I called my daughter, Shannon and she said you call the doctor and demand help. If I had known it was as serious as it was, I would have got somebody to go with me. But I called.
I begged for blood work. Like I said before I told her I was dying and I either was going to have a heart attack or I had cancer.
I wasn't sure I could even make it driving to the doctor but hid most this from my family.
We had a good life. I didn't want to mess it up.
But I went to dr. and demanded a blood test.
She told me there was no blood test to test for one of those but she
would do a CBC but assured me it was just because of my back pain that I had no strength.
I asked what that meant.
The nurse said that I was bleeding internally and would have to be sent to a gastro dr.
I said. O.K.
She said they would call me back.
A couple of weeks later I was getting weaker and weaker.
I called and she was surprised the gastro dr. had not called and said she would call them again. I went weeks without hearing anything but in the mean time they put me on iron. And I felt almost like me again.
But you see, I was still bleeding internally. I just didn't know why.
Long story short. The gastro dr finally called and made an appt for November.
October came. We went on the family trip.
I knew I was sick. I actually prayed that I could go on that trip.
I honestly thought it was my last family trip.
And you see my gut feeling was correct.
When we returned from our family trip,
I was so sick. The second I got home, I called the Gastro Doctors.
I got a voice mail. I cried. I screamed. I demanded that somebody call me back. I told them I was going to die.
I told them that I was sick and tired of being sick and tired.
You see, I was a strong healthy woman that could do anything up until Jan. of 2018.
The Gastro Doctors office called me back 2 hours later.
They told me I would be fine.
They had seen I had been to the ER the week before and they said I was fine.
But I demanded help. And they said they would call me back. They did.
They wanted me to have a colonoscopy the next day.
I, of course, said yes!
I was an emotional wreck.
They sent me the stuff and we went from there.
To be continued.........
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