good news...bad news

I had my first post-op appointment today and the good news is that everything looks great. The nurse was able to remove all 25 - 30 staples as well as all of the stitches. I feel so thankful because they were really starting to pull. The bad news is that I will have to wait 1-2 more weeks before they are able to remove the Nephrostomy (I have no idea how to spell it!) tube from right kidney. They said it was simply not ready to be removed. I am really disappointed, but I did receive a new bag that is easily concealed under my pants. I have been told to wait about 3 more weeks before I return to normal work load and then I can drive and even walk for exercise as long as I pace myself. I am not able to resume any other kind of work out plan for 3 months.
So, I seem to be in need for some more childcare assistance. I am covered this week and next, however I do have some need for help the following week.
If you are available, please let me know when.
Thanks for reading. I can't wait for this to be over and just a memory. Thanks for your continued support.

on the road to recovery.

Today is the first day that I am actually feeling a little better. I am now able to lie on my back, which makes sleeping much easier. I feel like I am a little more rested and I know that is helping my state of mind greatly. My pain level is much less today and I have started only taking one pain pill every 4 hours instead of 2. I feel a lot more like myself and much more hopeful. I return to the doc on Monday morning for him to remove my stitches, staples, and the tube. I am a bit nervous about the tube. I had staples with both c-sections and they don't hurt at all when they are removed, but I can't imagine how this is going to feel. I am guessing it probably won't be a fun experience, but once it is done, it is done.
I am so thankful for all of you who have lifted me up before our Lord as I have not been able to. Thanks for you faithful support and all of the kind encouragement.
God bless!

the truth

Here is the truth about why my blogs have been so short, I am enduring what can only be termed as a hellish recovery. I am now 8 days post op and the pain seems never ending. I am still unable to lay down so I have yet to sleep for more than a couple hours at a time. The tube that leaves my body through my back makes finding a comfortable position even more difficult. My morale is low at best. I will write more when I am more rested and in less pain, but as for now I am going to go with the "if you can't say anything nice don't say anything at all" philosophy.

uppdate

I have been discharged from the hospital and I am staying with my folks. More to come later.
Thanks

DAY 4

Well, today I am tired! I have had 2 really rough nights as far as sleep and pain are concerned. I am really hungry as I haven't eaten anything since Monday. My energy is low. The incision, all 12 inches of it, hurts more every day. Please pray for clear communication between the docs, nurses and me. I really miss the boys and want more than anything to hold them in my arms. If anyone wants to call, my number is 278-2612 room 5335. Thank you for your continued prayer support!

day 3

Hello everyone, it's Becky. I won't write long, but I wanted to thank everyone for their prayers and to let you know I am doing as good as can be expected. Thank you for your continued support!

Day 2

Becky is slightly better today. We talked with the surgeon and things went exactly as planned so this is good news. They did have to put in another stent which she will have to keep in for about a month. Her next big feat is to get mobile. She needs to get up and start moving and back off the pain meds but this is painful. Please keep her in your prayers. If you would like to stop by and see her, she is ready for short visits. Thank you!

7:00 PM update

Here is the latest. Becky is in a tremendous of pain, unlike any she has ever experienced. She just got a Morphine pump but it is only "taking the edge" off of her pain level. She is unable to sleep. Please pray that she would find some relief from the pain an nausea and be able to sleep! She is requesting that no one come to visit her just yet. We will update the blog and let you know when she feels up to guests. She is in room 5335 at Good Sam. Thank you!!!

Out of Surgery

This is Becky's sister, Jenny. She is out of surgery and the surgeon said that "Everything went well." This is wonderful news and we are very grateful. Please continue to pray as she still faces a week in the hospital and a painful recovery process. We should be able to see her in a couple hours. Thank you all for your prayers and support. We do not have power at Becky and Aaron's house but are able to get online at the hospital, so we will do our best to keep this blog up to date.

Manic Monday...

Okay, I guess I should have enjoyed the few days of down time after Aaron's birthday party because here is what happened over the last few days.

Saturday, we were taking a nap when all of a sudden, we heard a GIANT CRASH!!



Yes, our car was hit while sitting in front of our house and our neighbor was trying to parallel park her new Escalade. We reported it to our insurance right away, however she did not. Monday I was trying to figure out what to do. I spent most of the morning calling body shops and trying to figure out why she hadn't contacted her insurance. I could have gone next door, but I don't speak any Spanish and she speaks hardly any English. Big problem! So, I decide to drive the car to a local body shop where it is promptly declared undrivable. So I headed into the on site Enterprise Rental car where they were going to get me into a car using my insurance, however, we do not carry rental car coverage on that vehicle so there I sat. My dad is at my house with the kids who are napping, so the man from enterprise gives me a ride home.
Now I must back up. After I had decided to get the car looked at, I went to the basement to do laundry, well when I got down there I found standing water. Not a little water, a lot! More than 150 gallons! And it was still pouring in. Praise the Lord that we have not finished the basement. So, when I got back the water dept came to look at the problem. Our water pipe had erroded and we were responsible for the repair and that we had approx 1 week before our foundation would start to deterriorate and the front yard would flood. So Tuesday, I had 3 men come out to give us estimates. We decided on a company and things went into motion quickly. By 8-ish Wed morning the men were here.

Take a look!





My dad was wonderful through this situation. He practically lived here as we tried to sort through the mess. Thanks!!
The company is Waker plumbing. They are wonderful. Noah brought out one of his dump trucks to show the guys as well as his tool box. They played along and commented on how nice his tools were. They even let the guys touch and sit in the bulldozer. It ended up to be quite a big deal ( big expense too!), but we did spend most of the morning on the front porch watching the show.
Blessings from this...
God is good, faithful and true!
If this would have happened next week, it would have been even more difficult to make sure everything got done.
No one was hurt in the fender bender.
The Lord led us to a great plumber!
The woman who hit me had just gotten her SUV insured a couple of days before the incident!
Maybe a week in the hospital sounds relaxing afterall!:)

Pondering...

So now that the birthday is done and I am left with nothing to plan, I am forced to deal with the many emotion's that I have ignored over the past 3 weeks. Things have gone quickly and my next surgery is fast approaching. I don't know how to express with words the way I felt before I left for the ER on Aug 12. I thought I was dying, so much so that I actually left a letter for my husband, kids, parents and sister. I wanted to make sure things that needed to be said were said and that everyone understoood my wishes. I looked at my children from my collapsed position on the floor feeling confident that my eyes would no longer rest upon their tiny little faces. I was deeply concerned that their last sight of me being would be me, crying in pain on the floor and Noah coming up to comfort me, saying "what's wrong sweetie". My heart broke, but I knew then and I know now, if God had chosen that scenerio that He would comfort and heal their little hearts as well. He would not leave or forsake them. He would carry them through life. Thankfully I am still here with them and they did not have to endure the pain that would naturally come with the loss of a mother, but I need to remember my place in their lives as well. I am their caregiver, not the one who gave them the breath of life. My plans are not perfect. My will is far from perfect, but God and His will is 100% perfect. He has a plan laid out for my life as well as Collin and Noah. My job is to teach them, love them, encourage them, discipline them, feed/clothe them, while showing and instructing them to turn to Jesus.
The next surgery, the big one, is a week from Tuesday. I am no longer worried about it. I feel confident that God will guide the surgeon's hands through the entire operation. I trust and rest in His hands. Don't get me wrong, I am dreading the pain and healing that will accompany the whole process, but I feel as though there is an end in sight. I am ready for the doc's to get and actual look at my unhealthy urerter and identify conclusively what is exactly going on. I hope and pray it is a birth defect, but I have to prepare myself for the unknown, it may be something else. It may not be a "quick fix". We will know soon enough. Even though earthly eyes have not gotten a clear image of my urerter, the eyes of the Great Physician know full well what the problem is.
Now, I find myself crying a lot. When I am not crying, I am trying not to. I think if I let the tears fall they may never stop. Do you know what I mean? I am struck by the work God is doing in my life. Why am I resisting Him still in certain area's of my life? Why do I struggle DAILY with making it a priority to read His word and soak Him in. Why did He chose to let me go back to my earthly family? When will I fully give myself to Him and submit to His will for my life? When will I live by the priorities He wants me too instead of insisting on the way I want things to be?
When will I grow up?

Birthday Weedend!

Aaron's 30th birthday weekend was a blast! We had more than 20 people from the Dell side of the family and many of the Tackett side showed up as well. It was fun! Aaron even got to visit with one of his elementary Sunday school teacher's. It was kind of an "this is your life" experience and he was really touched by the tremendous turn out.
There were 2 big surprises for Aaron this weekend. 1 - two of his cousin's (Nathan and Solomon) were able to make it from St Louis and he thought they were not coming. 2 - He got a WII! So, Friday evening, he had a guys night and stayed at his brother's house and they played WII all night. I had a mini sleepover with a couple of the cousin's too.
Sat it was back to Phil and Rosie's for the day. I left around 3 with the Noah and Collin, so they could get their much needed naps! Later that night I took the kids to my parents house and we hosted a karaoke night thanks to Ben and Alex bringing their PS2 w/ karaoke games. It was fun and crazily competitive.
Sunday we went to church and then a big family lunch at Olive Garden, afterward the cousins and one brave uncle played frisbee golf and then it was time for more WII.
Monday, we went to Cracker Barrel, had breadfast together and sent most of the out of towner's on their way. Later, we headed over to my parents house for a Weller family cook-out.
It was a wonderful weekend! We are thoroughly exhausted, however, right now I am blogging and Aaron is playing WII, we probably should be asleep, especially at Aaron's age! :)
Here are a few pics....