Love, with lumps
21st November 2007
Here’s a long story, in short point-form
- nov 8: big ouchie on back
- 10 days on pills do not work. frickin’ pills
- 5.5 hours in emerg sunday
- hate hospitals a lot. have spent way too much time in them
- er doc performs big bad killer pain to make ouchie go away
- curse body for being so goddamn lumpy while screaming in pillow
- leave drained, literally and figuratively
- thank the world again and again and again for my mom and eric
- homecare nurse coming to house every day until december to change dressing
- bow at the base of Tylenol 3s, for taking anxiety and pain away during above
- pray that Lucy is lump free
And, that’s what life has been like since Sunday. I can’t begin to tell you how emotionally (and physically) traumatizing the past few days have been. The pilonidal absces was hell, and this was like re-living it all over again. Thankfully the nurses sent via the Central East Community Care are just wonderful — kind and caring and gentle. That makes all the difference in the world, and further solidifies my fierce belief in community.
But what has been the best out of all of this, is Eric. There is nothing like a major illness to remind you how great your partner is. He helps me get dressed, reassures me and cracks jokes, filled my hot water bottle every night for two weeks, has made dinner and taken care of Lucy and brought me hot comforting teas. He even took two days off work
to be home with me.
Sunday night, I am gripping the bathroom vanity, sobbing as he changes the blood-soaked gauze. After, he folded me in his arms and still told me I was beautiful.
I’ve never been so thankful for him in my life.
Possibly related posts:
- Let’s hope ma lumps aren’t genetic
- Clothing the post-baby lumps
- Happy Love Day
- Have you seen the ouchie? And the band-aid? On her finger? Where it hurts? And there’s a band-aid? And Mummy kisses it better? Where the band-aid is?
- From love, to naked garbage bag digs, to love again: The rise of Alexabell
Tears. I has them.
Remember this tonight
Hope you get better soon. I think all of us girls can envy what you have in Eric – he sounds like a keeper.
We have the Durham nurses coming in. I can not say enough about these special people. We have had them coming in for poor Uncle Randy since September 07th of last year and finally been down graded again to three times a week. I hear what your saying about the er department. We have had a lot of that as well the last couple of years between Grandma, Randy and myself. I hope and pray that 2008 will be lots better. The nurses are great so try not to worry about your wounds. They all know what they are doing. I am glad that you have a sweet caring husband as I do too.
[...] My back is healing nicely, although it is taking goddamn forever. Despite predictions the home care nurses would be finished in early December, they discharged me on Dec. 27. While the “official” care is done, things are still healing and I’m still sporting a bandage. A visit to the family doctor last week revealed I will not have to have surgery (thank goodness), so that is the best news of all. [...]