Not the plan!

Well, it's now Tuesday later afternoon, I'm so happy that Taylor is flying home from Montana today, I cant wait to see him. He didn't get on the first non-stop outta Denver, but he got on the second one. I pretty much slept all afternoon, got up and took a shower, washed my hair. My mother always said, "if you look better, you'll feel better"...and yup, I looked better, hey, I could even qualifiy to enter Walmart thats how good I felt. So I go down to the basement, turn on the heater lay on the couch and watch the news.



Taylor's plane touched down around 445pm and he just sent me a text saying he was getting picked up from his buddy and would be home around 530pm. Mallori was at the mall, doing what teenagers do at the mall, and would be home around 530pm. Great, Dan should be getting off work at 600pm so the whole tribe would be together in the next hour or so.



So I'm laying on the couch watching the 530pm news, I had this odd sensation, can't quite describe. I looked at Dolly and bam., blood all over the place. I go upstairs just as Mal is walking in the door, and she manages to help me disrobe and see what the problem is. Dolly is so huge and I mean soooooooooooooooooo huge, the discomfort level is at an all time high and now I'm literally bursting at the seams.



Where my 5 inch incision is looked like a small spot where I assumed maybe a stitch that ripped open, ok, stay calm, I called my Dr, they paged her and she called me back. I was instructed to put an ace wrap around my chest tight for pressure, should stop the bleeding. Ok..fine, no big whoop. This was 6pm.....Dan comes in and we have dinner down in the familyroom as a family. Which totally made my day. We left it as "no news is good news".....well, long story short, ..........

By 730pm I was completly soaked thru all guaze, ace bandage and shirt. I called my Dr, as we headed out the door, on our way to OSU E/R. She called the e/r to advise them I was coming and she would be on call for me. (I didn't want anyone messing up the wonderfull job she did on me) Get to E/R and wait and wait and wait.......good thing I wasn't 'bleeding to death" or anything!!!! Long story short, they look at me, the size the temp and before I know it I'm admitted! whoa.............didn't expect this to happen. It's now 200am and Im getting my room at the James hospital and sending Dan home for some sleep.

This wasnt part of the plan. Then what really is? I'll blog more in a bit. This story only gets better! ciao for now, Trace