It's been a tough week this week. Monday started out great, and work was fine as well. You've read about last weekend in Rotterdam.
Then the bad stuff started. The night from Monday to Tuesday Jay woke up at around 445 AM and Olcay brought him his pacifier. While putting him back to bed, she got a really bad case of Lumbago, and the excruciating pain started. She couldn't move and was stuck between Jay's bed and the chair. I was barely able to get her onto the chair since every move she made was accompanied with so much pain, you just can't imagine. All this time, Jay was really great. He some way understood that something terrible was going on and was just lying there in his bed, quietly. After Olcay was back to bad, crying of pain, Jay didn't want to be left alone, so I took him with us, and he stayed at my side of the back all night, which is very uncommon. Typically he moves to Olcay's side and starts playing with her face (stomping on and pulling at her nose etc).
Tuesday was really bad. I didn't go to work. Fortunately Jay was at the day-care, and didn't have to see his mom like the way she was. In pain all the time. The only bearable position she could lie in was on her stomach. The paracetamol was not really the pain relief it should be and since she's pregnant, it was the only medicine she was allowed to take.
Tuesday afternoon the doctor came by and she was doing fairly well, compared to that morning. He'd heard her cry thru the phone while I was calling him. He knew how bad it was and if things would stay that way, or got even worse we should call again and he would prescribe some morphine. Wednesday it was this bad, and we called the doctor again. Late in the afternoon the prescription was ready and she had some tiny dose. After that there was some pain relief and she could get some sleep. Thursday she could move a bit and turn onto her back. Now do mind, that she'd been lying more or less in the same position for over 48 hrs.
Thankfully my in-laws came over on Wednesday and took care of Jay and helped me with Olcay, making sure I could at least get some sleep at night. Wednesday night my parents came over which was great. It was a great mental help having them around for just a little while.
Things are getting better now, but still aren't great. Yesterday the doctor visited again, and Olcay has to stay of the morphine. It's just not good for the baby.
All the time Jay was really the one that cheered us up big time. He was giving Olcay kisses and small pads on her back. He just knows that something bad is going on and he knows he has to be careful around his mother at this time.
On a more positive note, yesterday Jay and I attended Olaf and Desiree's wedding. Olaf is my youngest brother and the last of the three of us to get married. It was a great day. I was driving them so witnessed most of it from close by. Jay was during that time with my parents. He was great. Fairly quiet during the ceremony and really great during the party at night. He was up all night and didn't get cranky or whatever. We had a great party and everybody was really feeling bad Olcay wasn't there. She was supposed to be the MC of the night, but we now all know why that didn't happen.
Today's cookie: Split seconds can have a lifetime's impact