The death of our beloved babies not only almost destroys our hearts and souls but also can do harm to our physical well being too. A lot of us find it hard to eat much when we are so devastated and depressed. Had I gone to the doctor when I first got sick it may not have become this bad. So if you all get sick rush to your doctor before it overtakes your body. Now I have been dealing with both grief and sickness.
I have lost 30 pounds since my sweet baby girl died the day after Christmas. I became more ill by the day and I knew I needed to go to the doctor but I kept thinking it would all go away when the pain from losing Snookie eased up. Or maybe I had some secret desire to go be with her. I started having dizzy spells, my ears, chest, throat, back, neck, bones and everything hurt. I may have never gone to the doctor but my precious grand daughter asked me if I was going to die like Snookie and Chili Bean did. So Friday the 4th on what would have been Snookie's 11th birthday I gave in and went to see the doctor.
The doctor gave me a shot and called in some medications to fight the infection. He said my body was run down and losing that much weight in a short time made me weak and allowed the infection to spread. I even have kidney infection and my blood pressure was only 80/52. I am feeling better now with the medication and he also gave me nerve pills.
For some reason I am crying as much as I did when I first lost my Snookie. I don't think I like taking nerve pills if they make it harder to control my emotions. I thought they were used to calm you down, not to make you feel more sad. I have not been able to stop the tears for very long at a time since I started taking the nerve pills.
My husband and I went out to eat this afternoon we did not to to Pipers where we usually eat. We stayed closer into town. Then we were seated I looked across the street to one of the places Snookie and I used to work. I could not control the tears as I thought of all the days and hours my girl and I spent together over there.
So there I sit in a public place while the tears rolled down my face. My poor husband sit there with tears in his eyes and said he felt so bad for me he said he wished he could take my pain away. Just when I think I am learning to live with this pain it hits with a new wave of pain over and over again.
Ann