Time to make the donuts

I would write a haiku but I am just too tired.

Even after sleeping through my pump alarm TWICE last night, resulting in huge, painful boobs, but four consecutive hours of sleep and then three consecutive hours of sleep, I can still barely move. My joints ache, my belly aches from the surgery, my back hurts, my head hurts, my wrists hurt, my elbows hurt, the only place on me that doesn't hurt is the numb part around my incision.

This is why instead of waking up and feeling refreshed and happy, I just want to sit in my chair and cry. I am so tired of hurting. I am so frustrated that the reason I'm hurting so much more is because two days ago I dared to walk from the lobby of the hospital to the NICU, forgoing the blasted wheelchair. So now I pay for trying to have even the tiniest bit of autonomy. Boo.

And tomorrow is my root canal.

Is everyone tired of these intermittent pity parties? Ugh. I am.

OK. Off to pump. Off to take my weight in Advil. Hopefully off to the NICU. (But maybe I will take a break between all of that to play Raving Rabbids on the Wii with the Wee One. And eat. I should probably start doing that, too.)

Comments

[Bridget]

Hang in there, Kari. What a wretched start to your day. Have the nurses told you about the wonderfulness that comes when you take Advil every 6 hours and Tylenol at the midpoint? (Take the Advil at 8 AM, the Tylenol at 11, etc.) That way, there's always some kind of painkiller floating through your system. It makes a huge difference. Please don't forget to eat--that will make you feel better, too.

[Julie]

You have every right to pity party all you need to! I remember being so depressed that I couldn't make it halfway down my block, more than two weeks after my C. Ugh!

It's hard to find a balance between letting people help, and doing it your-own-self-damnit! Hang in there. We all think you're totally amazing! Because you are! :)

[Jennifer]

You've done an incredible job and we're all here to listen to you and tell you you're wonderful! I hope you get some kangaroo time with little Ike and his fuzzy head today. Babies are instant pick-me-ups! (And don't forget to eat!) :)

[kitka]

Sending my love - and a prescription for chocolate.

[Melissa H.]

Oh mama-- a root canal on top of it all? Say yes to the nitrous. That's my only advice.