We’ve survived another week in the Spica cast. Four weeks down, eight to go. Week 4 was by far the worst week yet. We got completely off our daily rhythm (we don’t have much of a formal schedule but we do have a rhythm)- ALL because of poop.
Yes, poop. You see, my husband had been feeling bad for weeks and weeks and weeks. He finally went to the doctor and found out he had giardia, some kind of amoeba, and something else. The doctors were very impressed by his stool sample – apparently it’s quite rare to have everything he had at the same time.
No, he hasn’t been to any third world countries lately. And yes, we’re having our well water tested at our barn before we drink it again, and, yes, he’ll probably kill me if he knows I’m throwing this out there on the internet, so let’s just keep it between you and me, ok? 😉
The doctors said that no one else in the family needed to be tested unless we were having symptoms. And wouldn’t you know it, my stomach started hurting right after his diagnosis. Huh. Imagine that. So with Thanksgiving approaching, I decided it would be a good idea to get me tested and made an appointment with my family doctor. And no sooner did I leave for my appointment did Cora, the three year old, say her belly hurt, too.
So I spent three days chasing poop samples back and forth between doctors and labs. They rejected a couple samples which was beyond frustrating. Apparently poop needs to be refrigerated! Did you know that? I’m not sure why. It’s not like it’s cold inside the body.SimplifyLiveLove is a participant in the Amazon Services LLC Associates Program, an affiliate advertising program designed to provide a means for sites to earn advertising fees by advertising and linking to amazon.com.