Unfortunately, Dan is hurting worse now than he was a couple of days ago. He overdid it a couple days ago, trying to get out and walk a bunch. You know how he is, can't stand to sit still. But he's really taken it easy the last two days. He's trying to wean down off the Lortab and Valium because it gives him bad headaches, but his leg is hurting something fierce. He hates being doped up and is worried about the Lortab running out before his check-up, but I'm like, "Just take the damn things! You nearly cut your leg off. It's gonna hurt like hell for more than just a couple of days. We'll just get a refill."
This morning we were putting a new bandage on Dan's leg and taping it up. We'd run out of medical tape, so we used painter's tape. Awhile later when I went to change Amelia's diaper, I discovered that she had taken a piece and taped up her "owie" just like Daddy. Love that kid!Now, let us discuss something of great importance.
Behold, the Mighty Urinal.
While I am happy for the ease and comfort it provides for Dan in his hour of need, I think this contraption represents one of the great injustices in human anatomy. Seriously girls, how much would you pay to be able to use one of these bad boys right after having a C-Section? Our only options are catheters (eww) or getting our sore aching birth-traumatized bodies out of the bed and squatting on the toilet. It's so unfair.