Gross Gross Gross

First for the sad news. I did not visit Avery today. I feel so sad and upset that I did not get to visit with her. I wish she could have felt my loving arms around here. The reason I didn't visit with her is because I spent my afternoon/early evening in the ER. Anyone who knows me knows that if something bad is going to happen it happens to me. Of course it's always the weird stuff too.



So Lee took the car today (our other one is in the shop) and was out in Panama City Beach taking care of some things. I had already cooked Jackson lunched and had finished putting up 3 loads of laundry. I was sitting down with Jackson watching TV and I was surfing the web. I believe I wrote my last post during this time. I get up to get him some more milk and I noticed the front of my shorts are wet. I quickly tried to remember if I had a drink in my lap or if Jackson had been sitting on me. Nope.

I made the mistake of pulling down my shorts and underwear. They were soaking wet and gathered in the top of my pad (I had to wear one I just had a baby, okay? It's security) had gathered this buttermilk looking mixture with a tint of blood to it. It was disgusting. I quickly go to the bathroom to look in the mirror. All I could see was this stuff all over the area by the c-section cut. I try wiping it off and then blotting it. Then some of the stuff begins running down to my leg. Yes, I'm sure I'm grossing out some of you. The only thing running through my mind is that my c-section cut has busted open and my insides were going to be hanging out and exposed.

I call Lee and tell him he has to come home immediately and take me to the hospital. I couldn't see exactly what was going on down there either. I still had these bandaid looking things down there and there was so much fluid leaking. I laid down on the bed and held a mirror to see what I could see. I'm blotting the stuff and a few of those bandaid things came off because they were saturated with the leakage. I finally get up and get Jackson's clothes together for the ER. He wouldn't come near me so I could dress him. He stood in the corner the entire time we waited for Lee. He told me he couldn't be near me because he's allergic to blood.

I finally get up and brush my teeth and fix my hair. I haven't had a shower yet but at this point I cannot worry about that. I'm just glad my hair still looked good. I throw on a t-shirt and a pair of Lee's sleep pants. He finally gets here and I get to the van and lower the seat back so I'm alsmost lying down. My Dr.'s office is finally open up after lunch so I call them to make sure that this is not normal for someone who had a c-section. Pam assures me it's not and to go to the ER and tell them Dr. Petrac is my Dr.

I get dropped off at the ER entrance and fill out the paperwork. They tell me they will try getting me back there before anyone else waiting. I have to say they were pretty busy today too. Lee comes in and of course he hates waiting much less waiting when I'm oozing all over the place. He talks to the desk people to get them to get on it. I think we waited maybe 15mins but he just kept standing the entire time. Jackson was cute and kept holding Lee's hand. He still wasn't sure he wanted to go near me. I finally get called back and they take my BP (it was 135/95, so not the end of the world), weight, and a few other things from me. My entire history is pretty much in their system because of how much time I've spent at Sacred Heart.

I go back to the room and the Dr. comes in within 2 minutes. I'm glad to report that my incision did not split wide open with my insides coming out. I have an abcess right along the incision. When I was in the hospital they told me I had an infection but they didn't realize how bad it was. Today was actually my last day on the 4 time a day antibiotics. The abcess just decided to finally split open and that's what happened. I had infection and blood coming out. I probably had a cup or so come out at the house and about half that at the hospital. It's so nasty. They hooked me up to IV fluids and took my blood. They wanted to rule out staph infection.

My blood tests came back normal and it isn't some horrible infection. They spoke to my Dr. and she wants me to come in tomorrow and she is going to cut it and drain it. In the meantime she just wanted the Dr.'s to clean the area and "explore" it. They came in with peroxide and let me tell you it burned! I've always told my kids that peroxide doesn't hurt but I guess I lied to them. They ended up pouring almost an entire bottle on the area. After they got finished I was hooked up to IV antibiotics. I have to say those antibiotics left a really bad taste in my mouth. Jackson and Lee showed back up right when they were finishing up. They had perfect timing after my call to come back up there.

So now I'm taking 2 different antibiotics twice a day to help this infection go away. I've got to go back to the Dr. again to have this thing cut open and drained. I've got gauze over it to help with the leaking. It wasn't bad until just a bit ago. I did look in the mirror and I saw the hole. It is about the size of the head of a q-tip. It's gross looking and the stuff just runs from it. I wonder how much is left in there. So that's my gross story for the month. At least my guts were hanging out!