We've started keeping the swing in the nursery to help with my sanity. I put Eisley in it for her first round of sleep and her last round of sleep -- the two that she is most reluctant in which to partake.
After nursing, I'll change her, put her in the swing, then read to her until she falls asleep. When she wakes up during the night, she'll nurse and I'll put her into the bassinet. She, unfortunately, enjoys waking up in the 0600 hour, so after nursing, she'll go back to the swing, so I can sleep more.
This morning I woke up at 1045 and showered, which was a good idea considering how much I sweat a bit later. Eisley woke up, was changed, dressed, nursed, then left in the crib to watch the mobile while I got ready, took out Puck, and made and ate a sandwich.
I kept thinking Tyler was going to call, so I made sure to keep my phone with me at all times.
I got the car ready, then came to get Eis for our trip to the doctor (for me). Dad was golfing and mom was at work, so I was left to manage on my own. It's times like these when I realize how spoiled (in some aspects) Eisley and I are.
As we drove to see Dr. E, Ty called -- yay, but sad. Yay because I lovelovelove talking to Ty on the phone. Sad because I knew he had to wait in line to call and I was already driving to the doctor, so I knew we wouldn't get to chat too long. We discussed my irritation with Dr. H from yesterday and the impending Thyroid quandary.
It would be difficult to schedule, yes. I would rather not schedule it in the "middle" of EML, but there's no way to pin down dates for Ty's homecoming. Surgery at the beginning is no good because then we're left dealing with my recovery. Surgery at the end is no good cause if something were to go wrong, then he'd be stressed cause he would have to leave. Surgery in the middle is no good cause we spend the beginning waiting around and the end sitting around. However, I do like knowing he's here. It was one thing to have a baby with him gone (sucked, but I knew nothing was likely go wrong), but surgery -- under general anesthetic -- is a bigger deal and there are more possibilities of complications.
If I have the surgery before his EML, then we don't have to worry about it and I'm already recovered and it's less stress, but I don't have him there as my support. He takes really good care of me and I like that. I know my dad will take great care of me, too, but it's different -- obviously.
I think, overall, that it's better to have the surgery before he comes back. It's less selfish.
Anyway... back to the doctor visit. We got there and I had my purse, the diaper bag, the rubadub, my phone, and the baby to carry in to the office. I did pretty good, but Eis did not want me to sit still. I walked around and then bounced her til I was called.
I was assured (by the scale) that I'm doing an awesome job at staying the same freaking weight. And eventually Dr. E came in to the room. I discussed how worthless Dr. H was as far as my needs were concerned and how I want to go back to Dr. McD in Temple while seeing these TX Ortho guys to try to figure out "what's wrong" and how to make the injections last longer.
We discussed that I'd rather not drive to Temple, but I don't know anyone here and it's scary to go to just anyone for the epidural injections cause I've had some dude mess up and it was agony. I trust Dr. McD -- he's the best. She said the guys down here have rehab attached to them, so I wouldn't have to go to two places... She said she'd research who would take my insurance and if she didn't find anyone good enough, then she'd send me to Dr. McD.
I should hear from someone in about a week.
We came home and I uploaded videos and pics to my parents' computer. Flickr is up-to-date (sorry that took so long) and I have a video I need to make...
I also talked with MIL and gave her the loan info for HAP. I am going to have my dad help me with the application tomorrow. Hopefully we can get something done... and soon.
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