Hi to all my old Tribe pals!!! And to those I don't know, Howdy (you're unlikely to be reading this anyhow I suppose). I miss everyone here. I don't even know how to explain how tired I have been that I want to sign onto the site every night, but by the time it is night I am too tired to move. Hell, as I type I still really need to clean the kitchen, but I am not quite sure that will be done tonight. One good thing about exhaustion is that my low-level of germaphobia is almost completely muted for lack of even being able to carry out cleaning compulsions (my hands still suffer though). How is everyone? I would like to say all is hunky-dory in my neck of the woods, but it rarely is…Murphy and his damn law continue to stalk me even though I yell at them quite frequently. Late last month, Sept 26th, my husband had exploratory surgery in which they removed his appendix and something called a Meckel's diverticulum. This was in hopes of taking care of a constant pain issue he had been having in his lower right abdomen. Thinking it had been taken care of, we hunkered down to let him heal. Shit! The pain after surgery wasn't getting better, my husband suffered from chills and fever sweats and ached all over. Finally after 3.5 weeks of "healing" he went back to see the surgeon and they listened to him. I guess his fever reaching 100.4 finally alerted the doctors that something was up. Upon checking him out they found that he had an abscess nearing the size of a tennis ball in the area of where his appendix had once resided…Needless to say, my husband spent two nights in the hospital under loads of antibiotics and is now home with a tube hanging out of his abdomen to drain the abscess. OMG, we are so hoping they take out the tube on Thursday when he goes in for the check up. Its all just too much. And to make matters even crazier, I have been removed from all medications…Psych meds and medication for my Rheumatoid Arthritis. So, I have been dealing with the repercussions of this removal the entire time. My OCD, which was nearly completely controlled has returned to an extent. It is better, but it has regained a foothold on my shoulder peering into my brain looking for ways to attack. My RA for a time was giving me quite a hard time with the abscence of Plaquenil. Now, you may ask why the heck I went off my meds…Good Question…I'm Pregnant!!! And even as I write that I am scared. I am so excited. It's exactly what we want. But I am so scared of anything happening to my little bean. I have been wanting to tell people and shout it from the mountain tops…but fear kept me silent. I am actually surprised I am sharing it now. But I just need to write, I just need to say hello again, I just needed to be back with the tribe…I miss you guys!!!