And then there was one...who was not on antibiotics in our house. Yes, I succumbed during the night last night. I woke around one feeling like there was a worm wiggling it's way into my brain through my Eustachian tube.
At three, it felt like someone was sticking an ice pick in my eardrum. I got up and took a decongestant, thinking that might help. It didn't.
At four I got up, having never gone back to sleep and took some ibuprofen. I also heated up my buckwheat pillow and went and sat on the couch and rested my head on the hot pillow. I slept a little but when I woke the whole side of my head hurt. Uh oh.
I've been down this road before. When I was a week away from delivering Punkin I awoke to the same pain. Then I had been avoiding decongestants because of, you know, THE BABY. That time the pain was a lot worse. In fact, it was unbearable. I woke Mr. Daddy at 1:00 am and told him I had to go to the hospital. I didn't want to wake up Bubba so I just told him to stay home and I'd go by myself.
You should see the looks on people's faces when an extremely pregnant woman walks into the ER by herself. Everyone visibly relaxed after I explained why I was there. I was triaged and sent back to the waiting room.
And then I waited. And waited. And waited. The ER was empty so I couldn't figure out what was taking so long. I had to pace because the pain was so bad.
Finally, around 4:30 they took me back to a room. Where I waited some more. (By this point I was beginning to think I should have faked labor. I certainly would have been seen sooner. I hope.)
Finally I got to see the doctor, who prescribed me not only some antibiotics, but also some fantastic pain medicine. I was seriously jonesing for it by this time. I filled the prescription at an all-night Walgreens and finally headed home. Exhausted.
I got home around 6:30, took the medicine and went to bed. Where my eardrum promptly ruptured. Ruptured, people. Actually, it's not as bad as it sounds and it actually made my ear feel tremendously better. BUT, that occurrence meant that I had to go see a specialist, who was kind enough to work me in when he found out that I was having, you know, a BABY in two days.
Fortunately, everything healed just fine. No hearing loss. But when I woke last night with the pain I was afraid I was in for a repeat performance. Perhaps my right ear is going to be repeat offender. We'll see. Either way, I have an all new empathy for babies with ear infections. No wonder they scream so loud. It hurts like hellfire!
6 years ago