Las Gemelas

So the words "out patient" just make me think that recovery is pretty darn quick but it really just means you get to recover at home. I get that now. I was pretty much zonked out all day after surgery - yes, I did expect that. I didn't expect to be so out of it today. The pain meds just weren't agreeing with me. I've cut the dosage in half and the pain is very tolerable. Now I think maybe I just hadn't had enough food before I took the very strong drugs.

The surgery itself went fine. I have pictures of it and everything! I remember being rolled into the operating room and hearing music. I can't remember what was playing. It wasn't my favorite but I didn't mind it. I suppose I just want the surgeon happy and in the zone right? I just remember commenting that it wasn't kiddie music.
The staff at the hospital was really awesome! Everyone was super nice and I was once again complimented on my veins. That's good right?

My lovely daughters were thankfully sleeping when I got home so I was able to just scoot into bed. My husband, mommy, and mother in law took care of the girls. They spent the morning at the library and then outside getting all muddy in the puddles that had formed just outside the garage. Of course they had a blast so that's what matters! They spent most of the afternoon making spaghetti and other play doh meals. They absolutely LOVE the super dough my BFF gave them! We just have to work on keeping the stuff contatined in a certain area but I'm ok with it if it is helping my babies cope with mommy having to lay down so much.

They caught a glimpse of the pictures I uploaded of their buddies K and C and they want to play with them. Yep, even baby C. Sofia and Natalia didn't really play with the baby but apparently they thought she was cool enough to want her back over. Sofia still isn't sure about sharing her high chair with C but she didn't flat out say no.

Ok, I can feel the pain meds telling me I have to go to sleep so I shall be good and pay attention.

Just something I keep meaning to post about because I don't want to forget. I've been trying to give the girls the sign of the cross before bed time. I remember my parents used to do it to me and I liked it and wanted to pass that on. We still don't go to church but this is something I wanted to do. 

Picking out the tree last year wasn't particularly fun for the girls. They were cold and hungry and tired and that is never a good combination. There was a fun wagon ride with horses but that was about all they liked about it. Still, we gave it another shot this year.

time for treats at the little Church

looking for the tree

that's my man!

little trees

Natalia con papa

I can bend my knee to about 110 degrees after 3 weeks of physical therapy. It's great considering I was at about 42 degrees when I started but I'm supposed to be at 120-130 before the doc will give me the green light for surgery. He thinks it'll take me about 2 MORE weeks to get to that point. That's the news I got yesterday.
There is no real reason I'm in a hurry other than I want to get this over with and start healing from surgery! In the meantime, I am able to walk around and get some things done around the house. Everything does still take me longer than it used to but I am mobile. Still can't chase after the girls outside but we haven't been outside much since we all got sick. I think their colds have also overlapped with teething. I really hate not knowing exactly what is wrong and although they are getting better overall, this is the slowest recovery I've ever seen from them. Natalia got over the flu last year in 6 hours and this time she's been sick since Friday. Sofia is doing about the same. She's actually been more clear about when her tooth hurts. When I see a fever sneak back, I do, at least for a moment, think about H1N1. I'm pretty sure it isn't swine flu though - I have evidence that the main issue is becoming the tooth. I am soooo ready for them to start feeling better so that I have trouble keeping up again. It is really bizarre to see them run out of energy so quickly.
Daddy is putting them down tonight since he is going to be out of town on business for 2 days. I can hear them talking about letters - "G fo gamma, N fo Natalia, N for Mama, N for Sofia"

Well, on Sunday, September 27 we were out at a playground near the A2 airport and I saw the monkey bars. I try them sometimes and even managed to get across once about a month ago. This one was higher up but Scott was watching the girls so I figured I'd give it a shot. I made it to the second bar, reached for the third and then slipped! I wasn't ready so I didn't drop/jump like i normally would. My knee felt like it popped and cracked and went a couple of ways it isn't supposed to go. I fell to the ground and first wanted to make sure that my knee cap was back in place. It was but I knew I hurt it bad. I used ice from our snack bag and sat on a bench while Scott played with the girls a little longer.
I ended up elevating my leg the rest of the day while Scott ran around cooking, cleaning, playing with the girls and just being amazing. I barely lifted a finger. This was all the day before our anniversary.

So I've had an MRI since then and got the results a couple days ago:
1. Complex tearing of the posterior horn o f the medial meniscus.
2. Anterior cruciate ligament tear - that's the ACL!
3. Tear of the medial collateral ligament. Moderate sprain of the lateral collateral ligament.
4. Bone bruising of the lateral femoral condyle, lateral tibial plateau posteriorly and medial tibial plateau posteriorly.
5. Moderate knee effusion with suggestion of some internal debris which is suggestive of synovitis

The doctor was kind of amazed that I wasn't in more pain so I guess I'm lucky in that respect. I'm going to see a specialist on Monday and have a feeling surgery is in my future!

They were riding around the garage tonight and Sofia says, "Papa, look!"

It was a rainy day so I figured it was a good day to run at least one errand. I told Sofia she could pick out some undies since she's been going potty like a big girl. We headed to the Kmart-esque store down the road and she picked out some Dora the Explorer undies. She's never seen the show but has seen the character on toys, including some of her own. She wasn't quite as excited about it as I thought she would be so we quickly headed to the toy department. All of a sudden, Sofia stopped, looked at me, put her knees together, and said, "Mommy pee pee! pee pee!" It took me a second to react but I picked her up, then picked up Natalia and started running to the bathroom. On the other side of the store. There is a long corridor that leads to the bathroom and I swear it was just like in horror films when the hall seems to get further away the more I run. The girls must be close to 30 pounds each! I kept running and they thought it was the funniest thing ever - their laughter did help me forget my fatigue momentarily.

Mercifully, there are no pictures of this one. After realizing that the girls can now reach the pedals of their tricycles, we took them to the elementary school up the street so they could ride around without worrying about traffic. We have used, hand me down trikes. Sofia has claimed the pretty pink one and declared that the red, somewhat rusted trike is Natalia's. I honestly like the red one better but it does need some tlc. Anyway, they were happily riding around and doing an awesome job, even steering a bit, and mostly going forward! They took breaks from time to time to play on the swings and play structure and when Natalia noticed the pink trike sans Sofia, she decided to get on.

Sofia went pee on the potty ALLLLLLL day today!