On Wednesday, the 16th, I had a partial prolapse. I am not going to go into a detailed explaination of what that is, basic to say my body had not healed enough before I started doing housework again, and now I am flat on my back with my bum elevated to try and get everything to go back where its supposed to be and my muscles to heal enough to hold it there.
Total bedrest for at least two weeks. I am not supposed to be vertical at all! I have to CRAWL to the bathroom and back for heavens sake! It is all terrible insane, what a nightmare.
Thankfully, I was able to go to my parents house for the first week and a half. My mom is doing such an awesome job of taking care of me and my boys, I am so grateful.
Thankfully, I'm almost done with the first week, and I am praying that I wont have to be on total bedrest after the two weeks are over. (It COULD take as much as 3 months! YIKES!!!!!)
I'm going to need people to come take care of me and my boys when I go back home. This is something I am worried about, because people have lives and I can't expect them to just drop everything to take care of us. I am hoping to get some sort of schedule made up so people wont have to be at my house all day long, but take shifts.
It is all so overwhelming, but as much as I wish this had never happened, I am trying not to feel sorry for myself.
Please keep me and my family in your thoughts and prayers.
And, if you want to take a shift and take care of me and my boys, let me know and I'll give you more details.
Thanks for reading.
