Separated, Divorce, Betrayal, Deceitful

These words are used to describe my last 6 months of life. It has thrown me for a curve ball that I didn’t see coming. Heck, I wasn’t even playing the same game. I have to admit my marriage was far from perfect and by no means was I speaking up nearly as much as I should have done.

And where do I even begin? Should I start from the day I got bite by a black widow spider? Or maybe I should start with the month before that when I had my first suspicions? Or maybe I should start ALL THE WAY BACK to the first time we met. Since all the lies started there.

Or maybe I will just start and it will all come out eventually.

Chapter 1.  The Spider Bite

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South Dakota, Gallstones and the Badlands National Park

Before I go into the details….I just want to let y’all know I am fine.

I have gallstones. I assume I have had them for awhile but they usually only bother me while I am pregnant. I had a gallbladder attack almost a year ago in September of 2014. I spent the night in the hospital when I was around 20 weeks pregnant with Zelda. The first time I went to the ER, the doctor thought I had a weird stomach virus and gave me some pain meds and fluids, because I was so dehydrated and sent me home. It was a few months later I would find out from an ultrasound that it was actually gallbladder stones clogging my gallbladder neck and not some random stomach bug.

My doctor told me to not eat fatty foods and that when I was 6 weeks post baby, I could schedule surgery to have my gallbladder removed. That was it….eat non-fatty foods and we will cut it out once you have your baby. Never went into exactly what was causing the stones, my lifestyle choices, food or how I was feeling. Just here is some pain meds and we will cut it out. I love modern medicine but c’mon.

In the United States, an estimated 10 to 15 percent of adults have gallstone disease. About a million new cases are diagnosed each year, and some 800,000 operations are performed to treat gallstones, making gallstone disease the most common gastrointestinal disorder requiring hospitalization. The medical cost of gallstones in the United States is estimated to be about $5 billion yearly. The primary therapy for gallstones that are causing pain, inflammation, or infection is removal of the gallbladder.

I am glad I was pregnant when I had my first attack because it gave me time to research more and more about the subject. I spent the next several months trying to figure out how to change my diet and the things I could eat. I finally found a chiropractor, thanks to my midwives, who sat down and really listened to my problems. My diet was so restrictive that I was eating no fats. I was scared to eat anything that might set off another gallbladder attack.

With chiropractic care, supplements, healthier diet and extreme lifestyle change I was able to keep the pain at bay.

So now the Bad part.

We set off to explore the Badlands. I had heard of the rugged beauty and was excited to see and learn about the fossil beds and geological deposits that make the Badlands. Plus, what is in the name, that we call Badlands.

Badlands National Park is located in the White River Badlands and was called mako sica (mako, land and sica, bad) by the Sioux Indians. The term badlands generally refers to an area that is difficult to travel through primarily because of the rugged terrain and lack of water.

It was like being on a whole different planet, I can only imagine what early settlers must have thought when they came upon this area of the world.

After making a few stops and getting out to walk around the Badlands, we decided to grab some Indian Fried Tacos. Bad choice. Really Bad Choice. 

It took me maybe 15 minutes to understand that my gallbladder was not going to be able to process this fat.   I drank as much water as I could find and we started to head back to the RV that was 69 miles away.  I stopped at a rest stop to use the restroom. I told Derek that if I didn’t come out of the restroom in 15 mins to come get me. I got sick at the rest stop and after I could get back up, I ran to the truck and told Derek I had to go to the ER now. I was too far past the point of the medicine working, and it was still an hour away at the RV. I was having a full blown gallbladder attack. You can’t breathe, you have a sharp pain in her right side under you breast  and my back was hurting so bad I couldn’t sit back in the truck. I have had two babies with no epidurals. I can handle pain. But this pain hurts so bad, I think I am going to pass out. People say gallbladder attacks are similar in pain as a heart attack.

Derek drove 95 MPHs down the road to get me to the ER. I am sure we looked like crazy people, he has his flashers on and honked at anyone who stayed in the left lane too long. 

What seemed like forever, we finally got to an ER and had to wait in the ER for another 20 mins. I didn’t know this at the time, but unless you are dying, you have to wait in line. The people in front of me was a woman with a fever, another man that said he had some rough sex and was afraid something happened, a man with a broken foot(he dropped his motorcycle on his foot, last day of Sturgis) and a child that was coughing. 

I was admitted and all I could think about is I am probably going to need surgery and how I was going to feed Zelda. Doctor came in and spoke to me and said he ordered blood work,  a sonogram and some synthetic morphine.  Once he had all that information we could talk about what was going to need to happen next. I was expecting my gallbladder to be infected and dieseased. Which means I would have to be prepped for surgery immediately.  

The ER doctor came in and said my blood work looked great. No infections and my liver enzymes were normal. In the sonogram they did see gallstones but my gallbladder looked healthy. I was released with information to find a surgeon when I get back to Austin to have my gallbladder removed. 

Thankfully we are traveling with friends. These friends took both girls back to their RV. Heidi was able to keep Zelda occupied with cucumbers, white rice and applesauce.  

Coincidentally enough, these are the same friends we were with the first time I had a gallbladder attack, while eating lasagna at their RV in Austin. To them I say thank you and I am forever grateful. I felt very guilt for putting myself in that situation and than the fact that I couldn’t feed Zelda for 6-12 hours afterwards from the pain meds was a hard reality.  That first night after the attack was rough and I was still in a ton of pain. 
So I am back to my super restrictive diet and supplements. 

Which sucks, because we are on our way to Kansas City to spend a few weeks with my best friend Laura. Usually there is lots of wine, coffee and eating out in our visits. 

My plan is to eat really well, take the supplements and when we get back to Austin, start to see the chiropractor again. I still think I need my gallbladder and am not ready to cut it out. Just yet. 

Our first major hiccup…in the first 3 hours.

On our way to Kansas on Saturday, we had our first hiccup. Our kitchen slide is over our rear RV wheels. Some where between Austin and Fort Worth, some very important cables fell onto our wheels. The friction from the traveling wheels severed three different cables. When Derek pulls over to get gas, he often takes a quick walk around the RV. Good thing he did, because one of the cables that was severed was the propane line. Propane was leaking… Derek quickly turned off our propane line. A truck driver helped us out by giving this super industrial zip ties to tie up the cables.


We made our way further down the highway and found a CampingWorld with a service area. We showed up at 12:55pm and guess what time the service area closes?

Yep, 1pm.

The service manager said they couldn’t get us in until Monday to look at it. They offered us a place to stay in the back if we wanted. On the concrete jungle. Nope.

“I will tip someone $20 to come look at our RV real quick and just let us know what you think we need to do, since you are the expert”

Done. Service tech walked out to the RV and gave us his assessment of the situation. To get it fixed we needed a new propane line, 110v flex electrical cable for the slide and all that would take 12 hours of labor It would cost us roughly $1000 for the repair. Plus, our kitchen would be useless until it was fixed. No stove, no burners and no fridge. Plus the kitchen slide could not be put out. Ugghhhhh.

We made the decision to move on down the road to Wichita, where we had more support and places to stay if the RV was unlivable. I called an RV repair place in Wichita and the earliest they could see us was June 15. Not going to work.

So parked the RV in Wichita, packed up a few things and stayed with my dad last night, since we were not sure how much damage was caused by the propane line touching the tire. Derek got up super early to head to the RV to work on the slide out and the important cables.

As he was working on these important cables our neighbor at the RV park, stopped to check to see what Derek was doing. Derek explained to him about having to at least fix and replace the propane line and the 110v electrical line. Not really knowing what else was needed at that point. The guy paused and said “well this is your lucky day.” Turns out he works for a local HVAC company! Pointed to his truck and said he had parts too!

Derek and him knocked out the project in 5 hours! And it only cost $5, because he had all the parts we freakin needed. The kitchen slide works, our refrigerator works, lights work and microwave works! The propane line still needs one more part but we hope to get that in later this week, which will cost an additional $40.

We repaid our neighbors by grilling them a nice filet and making them dinner that we all enjoyed together. People are amazing and I love our RV community, always willing to help.

We are parked in Wichita for the rest of the week. Next stop: Golden, Colorado.

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2013 New Mexico Ski Trip

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