My husband really must love me. Within days after we began dating I developed hives all over my body. Red, angry hives. Craig came to visit me and continued to date me despite my scary appearance.
He's seen my post-partum body three times now, and all the not-so-pleasant stuff that goes along with having c-sections.
Yesterday I noticed some uh, gunk, near the waistband of my underwear. Huh, what's that? I thought to myself and grabbed the mirror to investigate my incision.
Long story short, I have a pencil-eraser size hole in my incision where some infection has tried to escape my body.
We went to have it looked at last night (during the Lost season finale which I had set to record in my absence) and the resident poked a Q-tip around in there. Good times.
So now my lucky husband gets to pack gauze in my wound for me twice a day and we hope that it heals up instead of having to open the entire incision.
I guess this is why my baby girl is such a "good" baby...since the rest of the stuff is a big pain in the ass. Although the resident who saw me said that, as far as complications go, this ranks as a sliver.
Yeah, tell me that as I have gauze poked into my body with a Q-tip. Feels fine. Everyone should try it.
Or not.
Aaaand to add insult to injury, because of the thunderstorms last night our power went out so Lost didn't record for me. We did get home in time for me to watch the second hour though, so all was not LOST. (ha ha. me funny.)
Apparently the trip to the doctor's office was tiring for Ms. D though because she fell asleep after nursing when we got home and we had to wake her up at about 3 a.m. to nurse. She went right back to sleep too.
And M and K were perfect terrors at the doctor's office. They both are not getting enough sleep these days and it definitely shows in their behavior. We plan to get them to bed early every night, and every night something happens so that they don't make it to bed early. I'm thinking tomorrow needs to be a low-key, no-commitments kind of day with relaxing baths and early bedtimes. I hope that nothing else happens to derail that plan.
Ms. D has her follow-up visit to the doctor this morning...
Friday, May 30, 2008
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Oh, no! Feel better! And I am with you on bedtimes. We had a one week run of 7pm bedtime, which was miraculous and perfect and held the promise that maybe life would one day return to normal. Ha! After visiting the promise land, the last several nights of 9:30 lights out for the last time have almost undone me.
Luckily a .5 pound oatmeal chocolate chip cookie standing is as my breakfast has me feeling a bit better about life.
Good luck!
That sounds perfectly horrible. All of it. I hope your infection clears and you have a more relaxing day.
Not that organizing your time is possible at the moment, however I have been feeding the kids supper EARLY like five and now I am able to get them organized mentally to sleep earlier ... and blackout shades help with the summer months.
Ouchie on the infection, hope you heal quickly.
Oh, poor you. That sounds dreadful! Hope you heal quickly and get the chicklets in bed early tonight.
they've been following a couple of spots along my incision line as well. so i feel your pain. literally. heh.
Ewwwie! My c-section scar was NO FUN either. I hope everything clears up FAST.
Ugh, hope you are better soon!
I hope you feel better soon! I was was wondering what the packing was about.
Oh my gosh, Heather! This happened to me following an abdominal surgery. When they told me they were going to leave a two inch incision open until it healed on its own, I thought it was a joke and laughed out loud.
It took a village to heal that wound.
I'm so sorry you are going through that. Congrats on your new kiddo!
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