7 Weeks 6 Days

The only difference between yesterday and the last couple of days is that I stood, washing dishes and making dinner for about an hour... I paid for it. Tylenol did nothing for my pain all night. I was awake quite a bit and if I wasn't awake from pain, I was awake from lows. Lows of 75 or so but I had symptoms so I treated. Even after treating, I was still at 75 =(.  I had taken Tylenol around 1am and a Norco around 4am. This morning, we left for church at 8:45 and it was too soon to take any more meds so I left them at home. We went out for breakfast and attended the 10am service at church. There was no room in the sanctuary so we occupied the empty 'cry room'/ 'nursing room'. I rocked and tried to rub my bare foot numb on the rough carpet/ chair in front of me. The pain got worse and worse. Of course I couldn't take my meds because they were at home, but I doubt I would have taken them even if I had them. I sat there, watching the service on the large tv and moaned and groaned and rubbed my foot and leg. Joseph wanted to go home early but I wanted to finish the sermon. Immediately after the last point was given, Joseph went out to pull the truck up to the entrance. He escorted me out, heavily leaning on his arm. I was limping and walking very slowly. My foot hasn't hurt THIS bad since Christmas, and this day is much worse. It is very difficult climbing into an suv when you've only got one foot to hop on... I got in and held back my throbbing tears. I called the advise nurse at UCD. I wanted to know why I couldn't take any anti-unflammatory pills and how often I can take the Norco. Turns out, anti-inflammatory pills cause heart defects... there is NO WAY I am going to take that risk. The Norco I can/should continue to take as regularly as before being pregnant. The only risk is that the baby will be born addicted to it, "but after the baby goes through the withdrawl, they are just fine with no lasting effects." Joseph helped me into the house. Once inside, I crawled and tried to stifle my shouts of pain as I made my way to the couch. Joseph laid out the icepacks for me and gave me 10/325 Oxy. For the next half hour, I screamed, cried, moaned and asked for God to take this pain from me. The pain engulfed my entire foot, all the way up my leg, into my hip, and thru my lower back. Blake came and put his bear and his hospital doggie on me and just stood there. Joseph rubbed my calf and the bottom of my foot. I screamed and bawled into the pillow and the couch. Clutching the cushion with all my strength in my hands. The pain in my hands helped to distract some but not enough. I was tempted to have Joseph drive me to the hospital to get better meds but decided to hold out a little bit longer. Joseph came and laid his head next to me knowing there was nothing he could do but sit back and watch me writhe.

My pill finally kicked in, my back and butt painfully numb from the icepacks, and my foot still tender on a heating pack.

Joseph is such a wonderful husband.
He is there especially when I am in great need. He is patient, understanding, and willing to help with whatever is needed. I have been so blessed to have him for all my life.

Now I get to do some research: Newborns addicted to Norco