Meeting my new Doc.

DAY 22

Oh Dear Doctor please don't hurt me

I absolutely hate having to go to the doctor's I don't know why but I would rather not have to deal with it at all. Unfortunately that just isn't the case there will always be times when we have to go make that lovely visit. This trip today was due to work, it was my last bit of in processing if you will that I had to do. I needed a physical done, indicating that I am healthy and fit for work. A clean bill of health you could say. I went in with no worries just a smile on my face, this would be the first time meeting my new Dr. since moving to SC. She turned out to be super nice and a great person. Although she wasn't to pleased with my eye sight, mainly in my left eye. (which I already knew I had horrible eye sight) She wants me to go get them further checked out, eeks really. oh well got to make sure I can see to drive my car lol. I was in and out with in about half a hour vs. any time I went to Tripler in Hawaii it was always a deal and I was there forever. Plus here at Moncrief I don't have to search for parking and the lay out of the building is easy to navigate around. All in all it was a good visit and I'm happy to say I left with a "Clean Bill of Health"!!!

OMG!! what a day

It started off as a early morning, I was hoping once Gabe left for PT I would easily be able to fall back asleep like I normally do. Little did I know that wouldn't happen.
Dingo was going crazy and was just not sleepy any more & just wanted to play. There was no point in putting him on the floor, seeings he can jump up on our bed now. If I put him in his kennel he would just bark his head off. hug, finally he settled down & I was able to fall back asleep for a bit.
Gabe got home really early from PT & I was surprised to see him, but when he told me he had to turn right around and leave because he had one of his soldiers with him & he had to take him to Tripler. Blah, fine. So at this point there really is no point in going back to bed because I had to be at the occupational health clinic by 9am anyhow.
So I take the dog down stairs to go out and in the mean time I check my cell phone to see if anyone had called or text and I'll tell you what, there was like 5 or 6 missed calls from Angela (Angela= best friend back in TX who has my dog Chloe till we return to the mainland). Ummmmm, I thought this is strange, I wonder whats going on. So I listen to my messages & come to find out my lil. Chloe was out in the backyard when a thunder storm rolled through TX this morning and managed to sneak her way out under the fence. At this point I am almost in tears sitting on the stairs listening to the voicemail. OMG, I though. I quickly called Ang. back and thank goodness she was found. Poor Angela and her son were out walking in the rain going house to house looking for Chloe. When it dawned on Ang. to call the vet. They had already been notified that Chloe was found and safely waiting her ride home. She managed to make her way down to a Chase Bank near I-20 & New York which is a good ways from Angela's house. I couldn't believe it. I was just so thank full that the lady that found her took the time to call the vet and that I have such an amazing friend like Ang. that would do anything for me. She truly is My Best Friend and I'm so blessed to have her in my life.
After I heard about that whole ordeal. I was so caught up with everything going on and I was on the phone with another friend back in TX Adena. When I realized I didn't shut the laundry room door. I heard dingo ripping the paint off the wall again in the laundry room. Yes, again. The crazy dog like to chew on stuff and the wall just happens to be one of those things. AAAHHHHH, this was not starting off to be a very good morning. I quickly toss him in the kennel and head up stairs to get dressed to leave.
Because of my new job being employed by the military and working with kids its a bit more work to get started. I had to go in today for blood work and get a TB test. I was so not looking forward to it at all. I HATE needles so so so much, but I had to do it. Almost 2 hours later I was done and back home. I let the dog out and noticed some water on the floor around the washer so I bent down to clean it up and when I stood up I hit the top of my head right on the corner of the shelf that is hanging above the washer on the wall. OMG, did I freak out or what. I started bawling my head off it hurt SO BAD. All I could do was stand there and hold my head. I took my hand down for a moment and noticed that it was covered in blood. At this point I am panicking like crazy, my head is bleeding and is pounding like no other.
I called Gabe and I don't know how but he managed to calm me down enough to find out what the heck was going on and then I hear him tell some of the guys he works with that he has to go. He doesn't ask, he tells them "Hey guys I have to go my wife just had a accident and it sounds bad, I will call you and let you know whats going on when I get home."
He talked to me the whole way home, luckily we live less than 5 minutes from the company area so he was home in a split second. He was so worried when he got here trying to figure out what happen and how and making sure I was okay.
There was just a small gash on the top of my head and some blood but everything was ok, it still hurt like crazy but having him there to look at it and make sure I was ok was just amazing. He ended up staying home for the next 2 hours and fixed lunch for us and just sat with me to make sure I didn't fall asleep or things didn't get any worse.
I am so lucky to have such an amazing husband who is so loving and so caring so drop everything and rush home to make sure I am ok. I don't know what I would do with our him in my life. He takes such good care of me and spoils me soooo much. I Love him to death.
It was not my morning at all, it wasn't even noon yet and it was already a eventful day. Thankfully Gabe was home from work by 3pm and we spent the rest of the day just the two of us. We made our way around the track with Dingo and came back home for some dinner. Nights like to night are the best. I love you Gabe and thank you so much for always being there for me.

20/20

Today was Gabe's last of so many eye appointments since his accident after he returned home from Iraq. I have gone with him to each of the appointments because well one I'm not working & so it just made sense. As well as the fact that he had to get his eyes dilated just about each time and so he could not drive after. I also enjoyed going because the Dr. he was seeing was so nice and very friendly. She went above and beyond her job to make sure his eyes healed correctly and there was no permanent damage. She said "she had never seen a case like this, that was this bad". And so she was watching the healing process for her own practice as well as to once again make sure he healed fully. On the 27th of March we went in for what he was hoping was his last opt. and everything went well. All of the redness from his eyes was almost 100% cleared up and the Dr. was so impressed. She came out to talk to me for a bit while Gabe was with the Nurse, telling me "how good his eyes were and that she was happy with the progress" I asked her if she was "going dilate them again" (hoping not because we had plans to go to the USS Missouri after) and thankfully she said "no, but that she did want him to come back for a full eye exam in 2 weeks". Something that he really did not want to do. He has always had 20/20 vision and didn't want to hear that it had changed.

So today we headed up to the Family Practice here on post once again and waited and waited, they are always so busy every time we would go. Once seen by the nurse the Dr. came out and told us we could come back for the exam (I stayed in the waiting room, while he went and did his thing) and about 10~15 minutes later he came out with the glasses they give you when they dilate your eyes. "AGAIN", I said. aaaahhhh, the exam went more than great he still has 20/20. She just wanted to check one last time to make sure there was no damage behind the eyes and after they were fully dilated he went back and shortly after we were done and on our way. With NOTHING WRONG, his eyes looked great and the only thing she said was "to do a follow up opt. in 2 years".

Thankfully he is ok and 100% healed with no more redness in his eyes and the best part he still has 20/20 vision. He was still as gorges as ever, even after the accident but to be able to see his beautiful blue eyes POP when he smiles back at me is the best feeling ever.