Feeling ranty š¤
I just had a cholecystectomy two days ago. I was let out of the hospital yesterday afternoon. Im not allowed to lift more than 10 pounds, and doing so really hurts me when I try (our son is 13-14 pounds) Iām supposed to be taking it easy and healing because my body didnāt handle it super well.
I go to my parents house during the day and my dad helps care for my son because my husband goes to work. My mom has a brain tumor and isnāt able to help him very much without wearing herself out, and my father needs knee surgery because he tore his acl completely. Despite this, they both do what they can to help with the baby. When my husband gets home from work, we go home. He usually works 4/5pm-12/1/2am. So heās really only here for the nights because he catches the bus to work at 12pm and my son doesnāt wake up until 10am.
When he gets home heās always complaining of aches and pains (āmy feet/shins/hips/stomach/head hurtsā) but wonāt take anything for the pain (like ibuprofen). He climbs into bed and expects me to be on baby duty because heās sore from work.
I literally canāt sit up on my own because of the incisions. Iām in constant pain because I canāt take my pain medication because it makes me sleep, and he sleeps straight through our son when he cries, so I have to be able to wake up when he does.
Tonight is our second night home.
Iāve asked him to do the following things: finish his work clothes for tomorrow that he started washing, put the baby to sleep, help me wash my hair (I get very dizzy upon standing), to take care of his dinner dishes, and to move his clothes off of a power strip before our house burns down and kills all of us.
I donāt think thatās unreasonable. Ive always done everything when I was healthy. Baby, dishes, laundry, work, cleaning- no complaints.
Out of that entire list, all he did was throw his clothes in the dryer for tomorrow and throw his dishes in the sink, where theyāll sit until I wash them. I had to do everything else, including carry the baby in to his crib to sleep, which was excruciating.
When we were in the hospital discussing surgery he was all āof course Iāll take care of you and the baby.ā And now I canāt even take my medicine to heal.
Heās also mad that he has to wake up before noon tomorrow to go get groceries before work. In his opinion āheās never allowed to sleepā even though he sleeps solidly from the time he lays down at night until noon, when he gets ready for work.
Iām just a little bit agitated. Some days, heās great: some days, I have two babies to handle.
Iām done. Thanks for letting me rant. šŖ
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