I had a surgery for an umbilical hernia and I sent Martin to the pharmacy for my pain medications. He came back and half the bottle was gone; he said the pharmacist must of make a mistake. I knew better than this because he has helped himself before. He would beg me for them; he called them "chill pills". I used to hang on to them for painful monthly cycles but they were always gone when I needed them so I had to start disposing them after I was done with them. I was afraid Martin was becoming to dependent on them and he got really mean.
He also was not able to watch the children well he was on these medications. After my same day surgery Martin took some of my medications and C burned her hand on the fireplace. She had to be admitted to a burn center; I went with her and stayed the night. I was beyond upset!
Well I was on bedrest with the twins Martin was supposed to be watching J well I was upstairs trying to relax because my blood pressure was up and my doctor directed me to increase my blood pressure medication. Anyways, I hear the most horrible scream from J and I flew down the stairs. Martin had him in his arms and I asked what happened. Martin told me J opened the oven; that was set at 425f because Martin was baking potatoes. He showed me his little hand and there were clearly third degree burns on his hand. J grabbed the heating element. I got light headed and almost passed out. I told Martin he could not care for J and I didn't want him alone with my son. Martin tried to lie to me and tell me he was in the bathroom; well I knew my son better than this because if you were in the bathroom he wanted to be in there too getting into the cupboard to play with the towels. Martin finally told me the truth and he was busy watching "Band of Brothers" on TV and drinking beer. We went to the ER and I carried my son around. The nurses could tell I was really upset with Martin and I didn't care at this point about bedrest and breaking the rules of not lifting anything over 5lbs. The nurses made me lay down well I listened to my son scream well they cleaned and wrapped his hand.
I know accidents happen but I'm sorry you have to watch a one year old. You can't let them have free range of the house. Our nanny told me she was concerned because how can J possibly open the oven door all by himself.
Starting a new journey after infertility issues, a very bitter divorce and custody battle. I want to share my past and present experiences to help myself heal and hopefully help others.
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