Thursday, February 28, 2019

Blisters

My wife went to bathe tonight and noticed that she had an infection at the edges of her bandages. When the nurse removed it, she found red, inflamed blisters running along the edge of where the adhesive was on her skin. Apparently, the bandages were pulling on her skin, especially as her constipation created a buildup of gas in her stomach. So the doctor called them tension blisters, and they are extremely painful. My wife was moaning and crying so bad with the pain that we ended up with seven people in our room to give her comfort at midnight.

Both of us are exhausted. The constant routine of caring for the baby all day long, the frequent interruptions by the nursing staff, and now the blisters have worn us out. We weren’t looking forward to another sleepless night, so when the nurse offered to take the baby to the nursery for the night, we gladly accepted. Honestly, I just can’t deal with trying to take care of my wife’s needs and the baby’s. I feel pulled in multiple directions, and stretched too far. Especially, since my wife can’t really help, so I’m doing all of the feedings and changes myself. I hate to send the little guy away, but I keep telling myself that it’s for the best.

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