My back went out yesterday. And then I passed out. Not a good day for Kyle & me.
Luckily we were in a St. Jude lab when it happened, with lots of nice people and nurses around to take my blood pressure, give me juice and help with Kyle until my mom could come and help me out (she randomly had the day off, what luck!). I'm ok, but it was very scary not being able to care for Kyle for a few minutes, and tending to a newborn with a messed up back is a challenge. Brian had to go to work today, so I am equipped with diaper supplies on the table next to me and Kyle's sleeper and swing directly in front of me on the couch so I don't have to twist or walk much.
I'm sure Kyle had absolutely no idea what was going on, but I like to think he had some sense that his mama needed him. He sat in his stroller next to me and just watched me and held my hand until my blood pressure came back to normal. He also gave the nurses lots of smiles and melted their hearts, too. Kyle decided that to pass the time, he'd start eating his hands. Pretty good timing to find a new way to keep himself occupied!
He's been a really good boy today, just keeping me company on the couch and not insisting too much that we get up and walk around.
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| my sweet boy keeping his eye on mama |
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| yummy, I found my hands! |
PS - no need to worry about my back. It's a recurring injury that I've had since high school (disc degeneration and muscle spasms). Unfortunately my back "goes out" about once or twice a year and I'm down for the count for a few days. Also, I sometimes pass out when I'm in pain or feel something weird on my body. It's a miracle I made it through child birth :)
