Memoirs...29-Dec-2010

The pain has subsided a little after a wretched night during which my husband has had a tiff with the night-duty nurse who is nowhere to be seen when the next dose of painkiller is to be given. My husband has had a tough night too along with my son sleeping in a 5x2 area. The kid has been peaceful more or less feeding on Lactogen. I've hardly slept a wink and am glad to see the daylight appear. One thing I know the morning will bring is more nurses and some doctors and hopefully we'll also get our bigger room. As it turns out, the room is not vacant yet, the nurses come in but have utter disdain for all my worries. One even reprimands me for my lack of patience. I keep my mouth shut. My doc arrives at 1 p.m and only asks me to move my legs up and I have trouble doing so with the right one. She asks me to move sideways too which is a Herculean task for me considering the fact that it feels as if she left a rock inside my stomach while operating. I somehow manage to feed the baby lying down and wonder how they learn the art of sucking. My sister has taken the day off and spends it with us. She says the baby looks like my son and it reminds me of the time he was born. My father too has arrived from hometown this morning and he comes in to send my husband and son home for a bit of rest. My son leaves reluctantly but promises to come back in the evening. Evening arrives to see me feeling much better though my mouth is dry not having had a drop of water. My son and husband arrive, my father and sister leave for the day. We finally move into the bigger room with a lot of fanfare. My son inspects all the gadgets in the room immediately but its no much use really - The TV doesn't work, we can't use the microwave oven because we don't have containers for it and the cradle is just a box, we can't rock it. There is enough space for all of us to sleep comfortably with our bag and baggage. But today the baby has decided not to sleep much in the night having exhausted all the sleep in the daytime probably. My mother gives her company and my husband helps her in changing the diapers. I look on amused as neither of them has done it last time - using the diapers - and may be the result shows - the nurse who comes in around midnight reprimands them for the shoddy job. I get some sleep thankfully.