Warning: Long Post Ahead
(mainly for my own journaling purposes)
It's been a roller-coaster kind of week for us and it all started last Saturday on the 22nd when Steven flew out to Utah for a job interview. He applied for a Technical Director position with the Utah Festival Opera and Musical Theater company about 2 weeks before that. The same day he submitted his application they called his references and people that had worked for them and knew Steven. By that night they called him and wanted to know how fast he could get on a plane! Apparently, they were given rave reviews about Steven from all that knows him! It sent us through a whirlwind to say the least. The next thing we knew we were discussing the possibility of moving back to Utah, but at the same time trying not to get to excited about it. We made the decision not to tell anyone until we knew how it would turn out, we didn't want to get our families hopes up too only to have it taken away.
So Steven flew out there on the 22nd arriving in SLC around 1:00 and then drove up to Logan. He met with a realtor that we'd been talking with later that evening and he showed him around the town. The following day he went out with the realtor again and looked at several houses for sale. At the time we were really thinking it would be great to just buy a house right away and then we wouldn't have to move twice. Reality finally hit though and we realized that buying a house while living in another state, and having only Steven see it was really not such a great idea. It did however give Steven a good idea of the town and where we can focus our house hunt in the future.
Monday the 24th Steven had his interview with UFOMT and as I had suspected it was pretty much just a formality. Steven said it wasn't much of an "interview" so much as just showing him around, meeting everyone, and seeing what they were all about. They offered him the job while he was there, but the salary they offered him initially was lower than we'd expected. Steven had told them what he was hoping for and they met him half way and he left telling them he'd have to think about it (and consult with his wife of course). Not long after he had left he called me and while we were talking about whether or not he should accept the position they called him back. They said the salary he wanted wasn't unreasonable and they offered him what he wanted. Eeeeek! When he called me back and told me we both just wanted to scream we were so excited. Our decision was super easy at that point and we couldn't wait to tell our family that we were going to be moving back to Utah and soon!
Steven actually drove from Logan to his mom's work and surprised her with his presence and the good news. From what I'm told she was super excited and a few tears were shed. Meanwhile I was going nuts being at home with the kids and unable to get a hold of my parents who weren't home at the time. I later found out when I finally got a hold of them on the phone that both of their cell phones were dead, they had one of them plugged into the car when I finally got to talk to them. I made my mom put me on speaker phone so they could both hear the news at the same time. Before I could tell them though my mom said that it was to early to be expecting again! Uh, yes mom it is, and no I'm not pregnant!! There were some screams and some crying going on when I was finally able to tell them we were moving back to Utah. It was a very happy moment.
Steven stayed Monday night at his parents house and was able to see all of his siblings while he was there. He also got to meet our new little nephew Wyatt for the first time! The next morning he was on a plane back home. I also had to work Tuesday, but Steven's flight got in early enough that he was able to go pick up the kids from the babysitter and take them home. This was the hard part because we hadn't seen each other in like 5 days and I got home a little after midnight and all I wanted to do was talk to him about everything that took place, but we were both exhausted so it had to wait.
Now that we knew we were moving we figured we'd better hurry and see all the doctors we needed to before our insurance was changed. So Tuesday Steven dropped by the dentists office on his way home from work so they could look at his crown that has been causing him lots of pain since he had it placed over 2 months ago. They told him he needed a root canal and because they had some cancellations they asked if he could do it right then. It caught us both off guard, but he ended up staying so he could just get it over with. He didn't end up getting home till after 8, he was starving after skipping dinner, but his mouth was all numb so it was hard for him to eat anything.
Wednesday the 26th I finally got to really see Steven and talk to him about the interview, our move, and all that good stuff. Thursday I had to work again which meant I didn't really see Steven again until he came home from work Friday evening. Friday morning the kids and I also went visiting teaching getting done just in time to come home for lunch and take a nap.
Saturday morning Emma woke up just before 6 so I was up nursing her in the rocker which is in the back corner of our room. Soon after I'd started feeding Emma, I heard Mason talking under the door letting us know he was awake too. Meanwhile, Steven had gotten up to go to the bathroom and when he came out he kind of fell onto the bed. It was dark and I didn't have my glasses on so I couldn't see him, but I could here him groaning. At first I thought he was just grumbling because Mason was up so early, which meant there was no going back to bed. However, after a minute or two of hearing him still groaning, and seeing that he wasn't going to get Mason I asked him what was wrong. All he could tell me that he was having a super sharp pain on his left side, like someone was stabbing him in the back. He could barely talk because the pain was so intense, and although I'm not one to rush to the ER, I knew immediately that's what we needed to do. I flew into action getting myself and both kids dressed, and then went to help Steven get dressed who at this point was sitting in the rocker clutching his side and still in so much pain. Poor Mason didn't understand what was going on and kept trying to talk to his daddy. Then when I told him that he had to get his shoes on so we could leave, he started whining because he hadn't had his breakfast first! After promising him that I would get him breakfast later he finally calmed down and let me put his shoes on. Meanwhile Steven had been able to make it out to the car on his own and I raced out to get the kids buckled in. It was about 20 minutes to the hospital and of course we missed a turn and had to do a u-turn. I was grateful that it was 6 in the morning on a Saturday so there wasn't much traffic, because I wasn't really sure where I was going. Anyhow, we finally made it to the ER and I dropped Steven off at the doors, then me and the kids parked the car and met up with him later. When we got to the waiting room they had him in triage, where I later learned that he threw up because the pain was so bad. They took him back to a room to get an IV started, which the nurse messed up in his left hand and then dug around in his right hand before getting it in. How she messed up an IV on him I don't understand because he's got HUGE veins....let's just say it's a good thing I was still in the waiting room during all this. I was busy getting Mason and I breakfast from the vending machine and keeping Emma happy in her stroller. Once Mason was done eating I asked to go back and be with him. They had just given him some pain medication (morphine 8mg &Tordal 30mg), he was still in quite a bit of pain, but seemed a little better. Shortly after I got back there with him they took him for a CT scan which later confirmed my suspicions that it was a kidney stone. When he got back he was still in pain and they gave him some additional morphine. The 2nd dose seemed to do the trick and made him more comfortable. We waited around for awhile before the doctor finally came in to talk to us about the CT results. He couldn't have come at a more awkward moment though, Steven was standing at the side of the bed trying to use the urinal and I was nursing Emma. I tried to imply that this was a bad time when he came in, but he just pushed back the curtain and started rattling off results, home care & follow-up instructions. I was so annoyed with him that I couldn't even pay attention to what he was saying, and of course it was super awkward for Steven so he didn't remember hardly anything either. Soon after the doctor left they started getting him ready to be discharged. They gave him a couple percocet, a muffin to eat, pulled his IV out, let him get dressed and then gave us his discharge paperwork and prescriptions.
Then we were headed home where I dropped Steven off to sleep on the couch while I ran to fill his prescriptions and get some groceries since we had no food in our house. Thankfully both the kids were really good for me at the store and I was able to get in and out pretty quick. The rest of our day was spent lounging around the house trying to let Steven rest. He was pretty drugged up for most of the day and still really sore. Later that evening he was finally able to pass the stone and began to feel a little better. Today he remained sore and since he had to work later today he stayed home from church to rest a little longer. The kids and I went to church and started to break the news to the ward of our upcoming move. Most said they were excited for us, but sad to see us leave. I'm kind of feeling the same way. Anyhow, it's been a very long stressful week for us and I'm hoping the roller-coaster is over for now.
