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Mommy, please shut up!

Already working on her Karaoke! 
Today was MRI Day. I'm feeling quite a bit worse today. My right arm feels like it weighs 50 lbs, and is pretty much useless. My left arm is tingling quite a bit and seems to be losing some of its control. Taking a bowl down from the top shelf of the cupboard this morning I hit myself square in the face  with the bowl from lack of arm control.  Shortly before the MRI I was in quite a bit of pain from my right arm and was extremely uncomfortable. I had no appetite and was feeling slightly sick to my stomach. Luckily Aleve seems to help a little with the pain. 
   I got to the MRI office at 2:00. I had Kel wait out in the car with the baby and I hobbled in alone. During my wait inside it appeared that everyone there was with a parent. Only trouble is, the children were all at least 20 yrs  older than me and the other patients were all at least 45 years older.  Of course anyone can need an MRI for various things, it was just a little disheartening to be so much younger than everyone else. MRI's are LOUD! And annoying. And of course as soon as they tell you not to move a muscle, every muscle wants to move and of course my nose, ear, forehead and foot have to start itching.  After over an hour I was finally able to get out of that contraption.  I had to have contrast dye injected so I am unable to nurse Abigail for about 48 hours. That's a little upsetting because it's the one thing I can still do for her alone and without too much trouble. On a lighter note, apparently my singing voice has not gotten any better during all this..Abigail's musical glowworm was out of batteries and while her daddy went to get new ones I started quietly singing to her, to which she looked at me, giggled and slapped me in the mouth 4 times and then just rested her hand on my face as if to say "Mommy, please shut up!"
   I was able to move my follow-up appointment to Tuesday, even one day sooner is a great relief.  It's going to be a long 5 days.  I hope I don't get too much worse, getting any work done or anything around the house is becoming quite a chore.  Tomorrow I plan to spend the whole day doing laundry if that's what it takes. And Kel is going to help me make some homemade soup as I cannot cut anything by myself.  I'm still trying to keep my spirits up, but I won't lie, this sucks and I wish it was not happening.  
   Well, I guess that is all for now. My arm is dead tired and its taking forever to type.  With any luck, maybe things will look better tomorrow. I don't think I have much work to get done, so along with laundry I may try to spend some special quality time with Abigail as I miss being able to run around and dance with her. Its hard to play with her when everything aches and all she wants to do is climb on me, but she's the best motivation in the world and she will be what gives me the strength to overcome whatever this craziness is.
   Thanks everyone for your continued prayers and warm wishes! A few more days and we should hopefully have some answers.

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  1. please take care of your self I am so haappy you was able to get a MIR done so fast take care.I will be praying for you and your family.

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