I really need to be in bed, but I would be remiss not to update everyone that I was BACK IN THE HOSPITAL this week. This time was even BETTER than last week because my (frantic) trip to the ER ended with me getting admitted to the hospital. (Although hospital visits are way more interesting excuses for not blogging instead of that boring "busy" with "school" and "new baby" business, isn't it?)
I have never been more freaked out about my physical well being in my entire life. Which is understandable because who would not freak out when they stood up and disgusting goo GUSHED from their previously closed up abdomen? It was disturbing, to say the least, and I bet each and every one of you cannot wait to hear the full story of it, gory details and all, right?
So yes, YET ANOTHER postpartum complication and if this is any indication of my typical recovery from childbirth, my child is going to be an ONLY child, which is something I swore I'd never do to him, but DANG Y'ALL. I am SO TIRED of having potentially life threatening things happen to me.
My official goal for next week is to NOT go to the hospital. Think I can make it?
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3 comments:
Hang in there! I know it all seems overwhelming, scary, and frustrating right now. ((HUGS))
Just think of all the things you can say to him when he gets older. :)
I think you CAN make it! And I'm willing and waiting to hear the gory details! :)
Hang in there, girl! I'm with Christy on the gory details....bring 'em on!
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