Yup. You read that correctly.
More pain than giving birth to a 9 pound baby with no pain meds whatsoever.
Agony with no relief in sight.
12 hours after I was put on antibiotics, I wasn't waking up crying from the pain anymore like I had been for the previous 48 hours. Mostly because they gave me a hefty dose of narcotics.
I was in a drug-induced stupor for two days.
Then it was suddenly Christmas.
It's been a week since the ER visit and my house is. a. disaster. All three kids have been sick for over a month and now Josie isn't just not gaining weight, she's losing it.
The antibiotics I'm still on have me nauseated 24/7 and the smell coming from whatever is in my kitchen sink is preventing me from going anywhere near the dirty dishes that desperately need to be done.
Who am I?
Where am I?
When am I?
