Hi everyone
Rory has whooping cough! He was finaly able to see a proper GP, and we finally got some answers. Apparently there was a scare about vaccinations when Rory was a child, so he never received a few of the shots.
It is known as 'the 100 day cough' in adults, so we're probably in it for the long haul. The doctor said that the vomiting was likely due to a migraine, and that he also seems to be allergic to the virus.
Ironically, it was just reported on the national news this evening that there is beginning to be an epidemic of whooping cough here in New Zealand.
Love
Amy
Friday, January 30, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
And an update about Rory, too
Hi everyone
Rory is slowly improving. All of the prescribed medications and trips to the doctors were a bust, so in the end Rory did some internet research. He guessed he might have some sort of allergy, since the mucous was more of a post-nasal drip than from his lungs.
He has been taking the equivalent of Sudafed, and has been better the last day or so. I am so incredibly relieved...the last two weeks have been terrifying and exhausting. I can't wait 'til he is back to his old self, and neither can he!
Love
Ames
Rory is slowly improving. All of the prescribed medications and trips to the doctors were a bust, so in the end Rory did some internet research. He guessed he might have some sort of allergy, since the mucous was more of a post-nasal drip than from his lungs.
He has been taking the equivalent of Sudafed, and has been better the last day or so. I am so incredibly relieved...the last two weeks have been terrifying and exhausting. I can't wait 'til he is back to his old self, and neither can he!
Love
Ames
Mollie is safe!
Hi everyone
Two days ago Rory found a dog tag in the middle of the road. On one side it had a doggie print, and the other side said 'Mollie' and had a phone number. Rory brought it home, and I immediately texted the owners, asking if they'd like the tag back.
It turned out that Mollie was missing. They had been searching for her for days, but not here in Island Bay...in Upper Hutt! That is about 25 miles away. They said that Mollie was like a Houdini dog, so that at first they weren't worried, but for days afterward they had been searching for her everywhere. How in the world did her tag get to Island Bay?
After we called, Mollie's owners sprung into action. They announced Mollie's disappearance over Wellington regional radio, and even put in a letter to the editor of the Dominion Post. We gave them our address and explained where Rory found the tag, and they came out and looked around.
Just a few hours ago I got the great news...Millie has been found! The owners called and were so relieved and thankful. I'll meet them tomorrow when they pick up the tag from my workplace.
I thought you might appreciate the story. These sorts of things rarely have happy endings, so I'm grateful that this one did. I can't wait to hear about Mollie's adventures: where exactly they found her, what she'd been up to (they said she was tired and dirty), and who called her in.
Love
Amy
Two days ago Rory found a dog tag in the middle of the road. On one side it had a doggie print, and the other side said 'Mollie' and had a phone number. Rory brought it home, and I immediately texted the owners, asking if they'd like the tag back.
It turned out that Mollie was missing. They had been searching for her for days, but not here in Island Bay...in Upper Hutt! That is about 25 miles away. They said that Mollie was like a Houdini dog, so that at first they weren't worried, but for days afterward they had been searching for her everywhere. How in the world did her tag get to Island Bay?
After we called, Mollie's owners sprung into action. They announced Mollie's disappearance over Wellington regional radio, and even put in a letter to the editor of the Dominion Post. We gave them our address and explained where Rory found the tag, and they came out and looked around.
Just a few hours ago I got the great news...Millie has been found! The owners called and were so relieved and thankful. I'll meet them tomorrow when they pick up the tag from my workplace.
I thought you might appreciate the story. These sorts of things rarely have happy endings, so I'm grateful that this one did. I can't wait to hear about Mollie's adventures: where exactly they found her, what she'd been up to (they said she was tired and dirty), and who called her in.
Love
Amy
Friday, January 23, 2009
Some good news
Hi all
In all the choas of the last few days, I didn't mention that there was some good news.
Sheron and Lucy (Rory's mum and sister) are coming to stay...and soon! They will be leaving the UK on 18 February, staying with us for 10 days, and then going to Sydney for another week.
We are so excited to see them.
Love
Amy
In all the choas of the last few days, I didn't mention that there was some good news.
Sheron and Lucy (Rory's mum and sister) are coming to stay...and soon! They will be leaving the UK on 18 February, staying with us for 10 days, and then going to Sydney for another week.
We are so excited to see them.
Love
Amy
Thursday, January 22, 2009
We're okay
Hi
I thought I should write again, since my last blog was upsetting. I was just being honest...this experience hasn't been all flowers and rainbows, and I feel like I should report on the bad as well as the good.
Rory has improved today. After I wrote this blog yesterday, I was able to get Rory to eat some watermelon and toast, and slowly but surely he's gotten better. He hasn't vomited in 24 hours now.
The vomiting also seemed to clear out his esophagus and throat, and his cough has become dry. I'm starting to think that his body was just trying to ged rid of the mucus, since he was taking the cough suppressant and swallowing it all.
So things are looking up, finally. I'm cautious about saying he is out of the woods, since this past week has been like a rollercoaster. I'm also sorry about complaining about Rory...I love his Englishness 99.99% of the time, but he can also be very understated and avoids making a fuss over himself. I was just very stressed out.
Love
Amy
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
I've had enough
I've had it.
I'm a wreck. I haven't really slept in days, and I'm constantly shaking.
There is nobody here to help Rory but me, and I can't do it. I stayed home from work today because I've worried myself sick, and I hate to leave Rory on his own. He had another bad spasm yesterday evening and then some minor ones in the middle of the night.
So this morning he started vomiting. I had just stepped in the shower, and then he ran in and starting throwing up....and gasping for breath...and throwing up...and making that screeching sound he does when he has a spasm attack. I ran out of the shower and called the ambulance, because they had told us to if he was having an acute spasm.
Rory immediately got angry with me. I tried to call the ambulance off, but they were already on their way. By the time the paramedics got to the house, he was laying in bed, and they checked him out and left. They just told him to drink more water and take more paracetemol.
I don't want to be in charge anymore. Everything I try to do is wrong. Rory makes it clear that I only make things worse. All I want to do is help, but I seem to do the opposite. I wish we had just one single family member here...someone to step in and take over for me, so that Rory stops resenting me and I'm able to take care of myself.
I'm feeling very low.
I'm a wreck. I haven't really slept in days, and I'm constantly shaking.
There is nobody here to help Rory but me, and I can't do it. I stayed home from work today because I've worried myself sick, and I hate to leave Rory on his own. He had another bad spasm yesterday evening and then some minor ones in the middle of the night.
So this morning he started vomiting. I had just stepped in the shower, and then he ran in and starting throwing up....and gasping for breath...and throwing up...and making that screeching sound he does when he has a spasm attack. I ran out of the shower and called the ambulance, because they had told us to if he was having an acute spasm.
Rory immediately got angry with me. I tried to call the ambulance off, but they were already on their way. By the time the paramedics got to the house, he was laying in bed, and they checked him out and left. They just told him to drink more water and take more paracetemol.
I don't want to be in charge anymore. Everything I try to do is wrong. Rory makes it clear that I only make things worse. All I want to do is help, but I seem to do the opposite. I wish we had just one single family member here...someone to step in and take over for me, so that Rory stops resenting me and I'm able to take care of myself.
I'm feeling very low.
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