The worst part, ugh I don't even know. Probably when I had to pee. They wanted me to use a bed pan. How does anyone ever do that?? I just couldn't. I tried, and failed. I just couldn't pee while laying down. No matter how hard I tried. I mean, I felt like I would burst, but couldn't get it out.
The other fun part was my blood pressure. It was amazingly low. Which is why I was being forced to use a bed pan (they did let me use a toilet, after I did tons of crying each time). I felt fine, but they didn't believe me. So they kept forcing more fluids in me. which just caused it to lower even more.
My mother in law is driving me crazy. She's acting like I can't still be a parent. She refuses to follow our routines. Just because I can't pick up the babies does NOT mean I can't let her know how things are done. And James just keeps telling me to let it go. Yeah, so not easy.
Oh well, I'm tired and hurting. Going back to bed.