Please believe me when I say that I have been trying to blog all week. But this week has proved to be a doozy! On Monday afternoon, Marcus had his wisdom teeth removed. He had them taken out by a dentist who specializes in extractions and was not put under for the procedure. Of course his teeth went out fighting. Like a soap opera actress who is ten years past her prime but is part of show fabric, this one tooth had settled quite comfortably into Marcus's jaw...they cut into the artery in his jaw! The dentist and the assistant could not stop the bleeding! Nor could they find anyone close by to stop the bleeding. The rest of the office had closed down and there's poor Marcus, all puffy and numb, bleeding like a reject from Little Shop of Horrors while the dentist and the office manager flipped through a PHONE BOOK looking for an oral surgeon. They left messages with all their contacts but couldn't reach anyone. At one point we decided to go down to Harborview (apparently they are good for mouth emergencies).
Luckily a surgeon in Mill Creek phoned us back and said to come down. Phew. Well this dude fixed Marcus up and instructed him to then visit the ER and have blood work done to see if he had lost too much blood! His assistant said she, in 18 years of experience, had never seen blood gush like that when they moved the gauze.
So back up to Everett to the hospital! (It's 9pm by now!)* Everything is fine with Marcus' blood but now his novocaine is fading FAST.** He's getting the shakes now as his pain climbs up the charts to a seven or an eight :( When he first talked with nurse he asked for drugs and she said "Is that why your here?" I heard this later and was super fired up...no ma'am, he was going to bleed out through HIS MOUTH!!! Give him some damn drugs! Phew, I guess I'm still a little testy about this.
After waiting for "discharge paperwork" which is some sort of purgatory I'm sure, another nurse came with some medicine. Let's stop and do some math...Marcus gets teeth pulled at 4pm. At 10:30 pm he receives his first pain medication.... poor guy!
So since then our home has been under rotation of Percoset and frozen peas. Marcus is definitely not one of those people that play basketball the day after their teeth come out, but we're all trying to take it in stride.
My dream and my New Year's resolution for our family: In 2009, NO MORE HOSPITAL BRACELETS!
Other news: Bradie turned three on Wednesday. Here she is in her birthday dress with her chocolate cake. It's the worst thing I've ever baked but she still loved it! (not quite sure what happened but it was super dry and crumbly, ugh) What can I say? I love this girl. She handed me a Lego phone the other day and said "Mommy, here you go, its Jesus"
The Beau Update: Our son can push himself into a sitting position! He's delighted and I am relieved. Beau is taking about four or five crawl "steps" now before scooting the rest of the way to his desired location. At his six month appointment he was almost 27 inches long and weighed 17# 5 ounces, for all you who like numbers. His percentiles have continued to slide, but that happens when you weigh 10 pounds at birth due to a sugary uterus :)
Speaking of 10 pounds... I have lost that since August 26th! I am thrilled and starting to enjoy shopping in my closet. Now I just need to wean myself back ON to my wedding ring.
* Christy and Troy had our kids, praise the Lord! THANK YOU...we heart our schwenktastic friends.
** Marcus showed a high tolerance to ALL the measures he was given for the extraction: the sedative beforehand, the novacaine and the nitrous affected him only so so.