I was so close to the finish line. So very close. But alas, that finish line has now been pushed back to indefinitely.
I have MRSA again. Twice over. It's very painful and it is leaving me with very little energy since I have been suffering from insomnia as well. I'm pretty much confined to the couch on my right side so there's no pressure on the wounds themselves. I can't play with my son. I can't do a lot of the housework. I'm just stuck here.
Today when I saw the doctor yet again, I was told that if this infection doesn't start to resolve itself, I might end up in the hospital having surgery to completely remove the infected tissue and take a full course of IV antibiotics. When I thought about going back to the hospital, I certainly didn't think it would be under these circumstances.
I was prepared to explain to 2.0 that Mommy would be going to the hospital to have a baby as I thought that would be the next time I'd have to go and stay for awhile. Now I'm trying to figure out how to tell 2.0 that Mommy has to go to the hospital for an operation and that Mommy might not be home for a little while.
Mostly my heart is just breaking over the thought of missing him and Nate. I won't be here for naptime or bedtime or playtime. I'd miss so much.
I'm praying right now that this whole thing will resolve itself and that I'll be able to stay home. Even if I have to have a nurse come see me at home, I'd rather be here instead of the hospital.
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