Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star

So at night or at nap time the twins always want me to sing Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.  That is their favorite song for me to sing them.  I think in the past weeks I have sang it literally 1,000 times!  I start to sing another song and they quickly correct me and say "twink twink!!!!" They know every word and my heart melts every time I hear their little voices sing.

I have been battling with a herniated disc since February.  One morning I woke up to Liam laying in my back and me hanging off the bed.  I sat up, twisted around to pick him up and move him over and thats when it happened.  There were a couple trips to the ER and some physical therapy that was unsuccessful for me.  About 3 weeks ago while I was getting the twins to sleep in their new bed I twisted another way trying to crawl out of the bed without waking them up and have injured it again. This time is worse.  Unbearable, intolerable pain at times.  Shooting, burning, cramping pains down my whole right leg.  After multiple trips to the chiropractor with no relief it was time to head back to the neurosurgeon.  I had to make a couple trips to the Urgent care center for some relief and if it wasn't for some of my friends and family who have been by my side praying for me, calling and checking in on me and even coming over to give me a shot to ease my pain, I'm not sure where I would be.  You know who you are and I am so thankful for you all!  Today, August 3rd, I had an Epidural Steroid Injection.  As I was waiting in the room for the procedure I started to pray.  I prayed for the my nerves, for the doctor, to be pain free and everything in between.  When the doctor that was doing my procedure walked in he looked so familiar to me.  I listed to what he had to say and he was so positive.  He told a story about when he had this same problem in his 30's and how the injections helped him and for me to just be hopeful that it does the same for me.  When he walked out I still had this feeling like I knew him.  The nurse came in to take me to the procedure room and I finally decided to ask if the doctor was from Manchester.  He was.  It was Dr. Nunley.  I lost it.  Tears were rolling down my face and I felt like my prayers were answered.  I knew him and he knew my family very well.  What a relief.  We talked about how my family was doing and this weight was lifted off my shoulders.  That day, I witnessed God answering my prayers.  The procedure didn't take but maybe 10 minutes.  He said my sciatic nerve was very irritated.  He had some trouble injecting the medication because of the pain it was causing so he had to move the needle around to find a spot that I could tolerate. After it was done they gave me a couple IM injections for pain, took my vital signs and I walked out of the office!  Mom took me and was there to drive me home, after we stopped at Culver's for lunch!  I was able to go home and rest the rest of the day because my awesome in-laws watched the boys.