Struggling
So, I don't want to sound like a complainer. But I have to say, life right now is the hardest it's ever been for me. That sounds dramatic, it's not really that bad. I'm just really struggling right now. Thursday night, I came down with a temperature. I figured I was getting a cold or something else that seems to be going around. I took some Tylenol and kept on doing my thing. Friday, I felt kinda crappy, got the hacking cough that Derick had a few weeks ago. But, I pushed on, tried to get some sleep, but with a newborn and a toddler in the house, it's tough. They never are resting at the same time! Friday night, I woke up at 2am with a terrible fever (102.9) and the shakes. I fed Darla, woke Jeremy for some help, got some meds and climbed back into bed. I was lying there, trying not to freak out about some kind of infection from my C section. I did manage to get a couple of hours of sleep before calling my doctor's office in the morning. Luckily, I got to speak to my OB (he was on call) directly. The good news is, my C section is fine. The bad news is, I have Mastitis or a breast infection. Another new thing for me to learn about! The hardest part is the fever. I hate dealing with the heat and the drain that it takes on me. And I worry that my milk supply will drop too low. I'm pumping and feeding as much as I can. Add to that lack of sleep, heart burn from the antibiotics I'm taking, and continued healing from surgery and, well, I'm struggling! I don't really do sick well, and get pretty mopey when I am. I just feel overwhelmed already. Some good news, I slept better last night and took a good rest this afternoon. I'm hoping with added rest, my state of mind will improve. Here's to a new day tomorrow, and hopefully, a breaking fever.
5 months ago
2 comments:
I'm praying for you my friend. It's tough to be sick...especially when you've got little ones to take care of. Take advantage of all the help you can get and remember...this too shall pass.
Hope you are doing better!! You will be in my thoughts. Mastitis is one of my big fears. Other than strangling a whiny two year old who wont give mommy a minute to type. :-) Oh, reading that aloud gave me a half smile and back to legos for a minute or two.
Hugs! Trixie
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