When it rains it POURS!!!!!!!

So Life is officially "not real good" right now. We had one peaceful week(the warm before the storm!)In fact two weeks ago life was pretty good!! My brother came to visit, and we had an awesome discussion on life and religion and such, and he's so good at making Elizabeth happy! Tony and I experienced an Asian photo studio(we didn't know it was, a coupon was left on my windshield)luckily he had an offer for a free picture of kids under 7, so we didn't wast any money on pictures that I could've taken better myself! We went to Texas Roadhouse and laughed about it over dinner. I went to my 6 week OB check-up and was cleared on the c-section scar(too bad I still had to heal from other scars, stupid appendix!) Tony and I had a good visit with my parents on Fri. We went and got lots of super cute pictures of Elizabeth at JC Penny. Then we went to JoLene's and FINALLY found a Christmas dress that'll fit Elizabeth, then went to Tie One On and found Tony a matching tie(I already have a dress that will match) Then we went over to Daybreak and looked through some of the new model homes(and of course found a couple we liked) that was so much fun. That night I got to visit with a great friend I've know since I was like 11, but I don't get to see very often cause she and her husband live out of state most of the time. Her little girl is getting so big, and cute! What a good week! Then Tuesday happened and it all went to pot. Tony took off to take me to my follow up appointment with the surgeon who took out my appendix, and he was concerned that I was still very sore in my abdomen, and having indigestion issues, so he ordered another CT scan for Wed morning, to check for excess fluid, and cists, and such. Here I was hoping to be cleared to work back up to full activity finally, and no, shot down. Nor was I all that thrilled to have to go through another stupid CT. Tony went back to work, and I stopped off at the preschool I worked at, and saw my kids(who are getting sooooo big I can't believe it!) and my boss is still being flakey about my job(not that I can go back to work yet anyway, but it still bugs me she's like that)Then we had a dr's appointment for Liz(as she'd been throwing up, and spitting up alot more, and just not very happy) She proved what I was trying to tell the pediatrician when I set her on the table and she threw up all over me(she was lying down and I was probably a good 2 feet away from her and she nailed me!) Liz hadn't gained as much weight as they thought she should have since the last weight check(of course does she ever!!), and she was really pail, so the dr was worried she was getting dehydrated. she told me she thought that a part of Liz's digestive tract might have a blockage, and that she'd made an appointment for her to get it checked out at Primary Children's Hospital immediately. And that if there was a blockage they'd need to do surgery! I was floored, and devistated! And officially an emotional mess, I wasn't really feeling all that great myself, but the thought of my 6 week old having surgery was too much. I called tony in tears, and told him I didn't even know how to get to primaries from there, nor was my head in it. My wonderful sister in law Ketty drove us up there and they did an ultra-sound on Elizabeth, they gave her some water to drink, and found that there was no blockage(thank heaven!!)So her pediatrician called and said she just has severe reflux disease(oh is that all?!!) and that she'll call in a prescription. The next morning I endured yet another CT Scan, which they called later and said was clear, and my symptoms should clear up in a week or so(yipee). Well I started feeling like I had the flu again, but i was determined not to go back to St. Marks Hospital, so I lay in bed in complete misery, being a horrible mom and just letting Liz stay in her swing all afternoon. Tony stayed home from class to take care of Liz and I once again tried to take a healing shower as my body now felt like every bone in it was being crushed from the inside. When I got out of the shower and back in bed i realized my arms and legs were burning, when I looked at my arm I saw a rash from my hand up, on both arms and legs. Tony insisted we go back to the ER. I REALLY REALLY didn't want to, can you see now why I hate the ER??!! they plague me!! Tony convinced me we needed to go, so reluctantly I did. When we got back to a room they tried to get an IV started, but of course I have no veins left, I'm completely dehydrated, in immense pain, and feeling very very sick. The IV specialist even looked in my neck for a vein and couldn't find one! So he pulled in a little ultra-sound machine and found a vein that way(this is of course after being poked 4 times already) they pumped fluids in me, took lots of blood, did a urine test, and concluded that I had a viral infection, they doped me up on some stellar narcotics gave me a couple prescriptions and sent us home. Thanks...again..to Tony's parents for taking Elizabeth on no notice while I'm becoming far too acquainted to St. Marks ER. My mom came and helped out with her Thurs, thanks mom! Fri I put on a brave face, and lots of makeup and Tony's parents took us to Tony's work Halloween party(cause I was not about to drive a car, I didn't feel nearly that good) We went to 20 mins of our wards trunk or treat, then left with no more candy to give out. Sat morning we went to urgent care yet again, because just to add one more thing, I got an ear infection!! We went up to my parents and visited and had a good time. Sun was Linda Elizabeth's blessing day. It went very well, we had alot of support. I am fervently praying this week I can work on healing and feeling better for the first time in a long time, cause I don't know how much more I can take, my will is already broken, I'm running on empty,I have absolutely nothing more to give. There is definitely only one set of footprints in the sand.