I just had a great, uplifting conversation. I called the breastfeeding clinic at our local hospital to check on the safety of bloodthinners and pain meds for the little guy. Our family doctor gave me a recommendation, but I’m a journalist by training and I thought another expert opinion – from a certified lactation consultant … Continue reading
Posted in August 2012 …
Anatomy lesson
I realized I wasn’t getting better any more after about two months. But things seemed OK. I wore heals a few times, even though I walked with my new super-short stride. Then, things started to get worse. Slowly things got harder, more uncomfortable, then consistently painful. At about four and a half months, when I … Continue reading
Too much
I have been in a lot more pain today than usual. Twice I have had to fight back tears. And twice, he was there to hold my hand, to give a hug. He even suggested calling to see if we could have surgery earlier – and put me in a hotel until we can get … Continue reading
I HAVE TO
If it wasn’t for moving I could have had surgery today. My surgeon schedules operations only on Wednesdays and Fridays. Today, he’s fixing someone else. Maybe several other people. My turn will come in 15 days. Days are as important to me now as they were when the little guy first was born. On his … Continue reading
One step at a time
Today was one giant lesson in patience and fortitude. Today, things we thought we could check off of our massive pre-surgery to-do list were thrown right back in our faces. Here’s what happened: I put down the deposit for the first floor apartment in our building yesterday afternoon. That, I thought, was all we would … Continue reading
They don’t call it LABOR for nothing
Even when I got up to walk for the first time I wasn’t thinking something awful had happened. I knew it hurt a lot to walk, that it was basically impossible to walk with a normal stance or stride. Continue reading
Something to look forward to
Surgery is scheduled. We’ll check in at KU Med Center at 5:30 a.m. on Aug. 24.
Part of me hates that I still have to wait that much longer. But it was necessary. Dr. Sojka said we couldn’t schedule the surgery until I had a place to go home to. We live on the third floor right now. Continue reading
Rewind 198 days
About two hours before I saw my son’s face for the first time, my pelvis separated. That was 198 days ago, Jan. 22, 2012. Luckily for me, the initial tearing, stinging, burning and throbbing that came with this rare injury soon was overpowered by the most overwhelming rush of love and incredible joy that I … Continue reading
Separated at Birth 