A Major Pain in the...

... you name the area, and maybe I've had an ache there recently!

I'll start this post by telling you that I'm a complainer (so you are forewarned). But it's been a rough few days for me.

I'm still recovering from the c-section. My incision has looked pretty good all along, except for the far-left side, which was draining ever so slightly. But looking good and feeling good are two different things - I've often found that if I did too much during a day, I paid for it with incision pain in the night. However, as each day passes, my healing has progressed, and I've thought of the incision less and less.

This week, Casey and I took a 4-block drive (I'm not supposed to be driving at all, I think!) to the store, and when I opened the back hatch of the car, our stroller came tumbling out without warning - directly onto my left knee. I yelled out "Good God!" (surprising an older woman walking in the parking lot), and hobbled through my errands as quickly as possible. By the next morning, my knee was swollen and in a considerable amount of pain - so much so that when Tee Jay left the house at 6:00AM, he carried Casey downstairs for me, and I hobbled along behind him to set her and myself up on the couch for the day.

By the end of the week, my knee was starting to feel a lot better, but... by Friday evening, I had a dull toothache developing on my upper left side (have you noticed that everything has been on the left??). I assumed that I would be able to trudge along through the weekend and hopefully get an early Monday appointment with the dentist.

Yesterday, I used a hot compress, Ambisol, and some Tylenol at my great-aunt and -uncle's house, and that seemed to help the increasing pain somewhat. Then Casey and I spent the evening at a friend's house (while Tee Jay headed out to a movie that I had no interest in seeing), and my toothache compounded significantly. It is truly a terrible feeling.

I have now been popping Motrin every six hours, literally watching the clock for the exact moment when I can take more. And at 8:00AM, when I realized that I wasn't going to make it to Monday (or at least, not while keeping myself sane!), I called the "Emergency Dentist," who happens to participate with insurance plans (and offers direct reimbursement forms for weekend visits, when insurance can't be verified) and can see me at 10:15AM. THANK GOODNESS.

I've got to be a healthy, happy Mommy to take good care of Casey, after all - especially since Tee Jay heads back to work tomorrow. Whew. I'm a mess!