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Sunburn fire ant hell itch is gone! I woke up yesterday morning and was feeling much better thanks to the hydrocortisone cream I was using. I hope I never experience that again. It was awful. MIND-NUMBINGLY AWFUL.
Well, its time for me to go to sleep. I have this amazingly adorable grunting baby sleeping in his co-sleeper right beside me. Time for me to nibble those chubby little cheeks and turn in for the night. I’ll be up in 2 hours to feed him…
Ohmygosh. Today I had HELL ITCH from the sunburn I got over the weekend. Now I’ve had plenty of sunburns before, and many much, much worse than what I got over the weekend. I’ve burned so bad in the past that I’ve blistered. There’ve been times not even an aloe plant helped; all I could do was curl up in the fetal position and shiver.
So this sunburn wasn’t nearly as bad as others I’ve had, but this is the WORST itch I’ve ever had, ever! Worse than chickenpox or pink eye. In fact, in all the time my husband has known me, I’ve only had 2 or 3 bad sunburns and none of them ever itched like this. It’s a DEMON ITCH. An INSANITY ITCH. It seriously felt like millions of little fireants were shredding their way through my skin. It was incredibly painful & itchy at the same time. I don’t know of anyone else who’s ever had this DEMON ITCH except my brother. Seriously, it was so bad that when I tried to ignore it, my skin would start twitching.
It’s an itch that will drive you to the brink of insanity.
If you’ve never had this DEATH ITCH, then you can’t comprehend how bad it hurts. I know I would have never understood until I actually experienced it. Fortunately, I googled it as soon as it started and learned this itch was unlike the typical sunburn itch most people feel as the burn begins to heal. The HELL ITCH is deep under the skin and feels like millions of little fire ant jaws are biting the deep layers of flesh and then someone poured acid into the open wounds. Scratching made it way worse. Lotion and even aloe gel only made me want to rip my skin off. I had to fight back tears just laying in bed. I felt like I was going to go crazy. I laid in bed and curled into a ball and tried to rotate my neck & shoulders in such a way that it would move the skin on my back and shoulders and calm the itch without me having to scratch. Didn’t work. It was awful. I’d never felt anything like it.
Researching on Google, however, told me that this was like an allergic reaction, so lotions and creams would NOT WORK, so take Benadryl and use an antihistamine cream like hydrocortisone cream. I only used the cream. At first it only made it worse. The itching intensified ten-fold and I entertained the idea of using a cheese grater to scrape the skin off my back. I was frantically slapping my back and biting my tongue to distract myself. Just when I thought I would start foaming at the mouth from the pain, I finally felt RELIEF. Not 100%, but enough to where the HELL ITCH became just an annoyance. Ho-ly crap. That itch was insane.
I’m still itching, although it’s not unbearable like it was this morning. I can’t lay on my back & I still can’t scratch the itch because it makes it worse. I have to make my hand like a claw and dig my fingernails into my skin without scratching or even rubbing it. It feels much better that way.
I hope this is gone by morning. Wow.
I can’t believe my baby boy is already over one week old. It’s been a rather hectic week to say the least; neither Paul nor I got any rest! The transition back to mothering an infant as well as recovering from childbirth definitely has its challenges.
Nathan’s had a wonderful time this past week. Paul’s parents, grandparents, and other family all went camping this last week, and they took Nathan with them. It was great because he got a special treat being away from home, and we had some alone time to adjust to the new baby. Nathan was gone for four days and three nights- the longest he’s ever been away from us! He’s had a total blast though, but I still couldn’t wait to see him. When he got home, he ran inside and gave me the biggest bear hug and immediately started telling me all about his camping trip; how he and grandma played games, how he got cuts and scratches from playing, how he fell in the parking lot at a gas station and scraped his knee… it was good hearing him talk about his adventure! I missed him so very much.
Unfortunately, Paul and I didn’t really get to enjoy our time much because on Tuesday evening, Paul threw his back out. As in, he was completely out of commission and unable to walk or even stand. It was heart-wrenching for me to see because he’s all big and strong and stuff. He’s not allowed to get hurt.
Because of that, we had no choice but for me to be the one to run errands and drive the baby and myself to appointments. On Wednesday, I met with a Lactation Consultant at the birth center because baby John & I were experiencing some breastfeeding issues. IT HURT. I don’t mean the normal pain that comes with beginning to nurse a new infant. I mean it was a horrible, blinding-white pain that made my toes curl (literally.) I came close to vomiting a few times from the pain. Come to find out, John had an obvious tongue tie and lip tie as well. So we made an appointment for Thursday to get that fixed. Next we went to his first pediatrician appointment- a new one closer to us. John had already started gaining his weight back (babies lose weight for the first two weeks or so after birth). And I really like his new pediatrician! After that, I had to go to the store to pick up some neccessities and ended up really regretting that decision. By the time I walked out, I was in excruciating pain and fighting back tears. Now I know why the midwife and nurses told me to stay off my feet for two weeks.
Thursday, I took John to get his tongue tie & lip tie fixed. It’s a very simple procedure and fortunately doesn’t cause a lot of pain. the doctor just clips the frenulum (under the tongue) and the same thing with the upper lip. He couldn’t fan his lip out to nurse properly because the skin connecting his lip to his gum was too short. And he couldn’t get a proper latch when I fed him because the tongue tie prevented his tongue from moving properly, which resulted in crazy pain for me.
It’s now been three days since his procedure and the difference is like night and day! His latch is great and nursing is no longer agony! I am so very thankful that it was caught. I suspect Nathan had the same condition since tongue-tie can cause all the same issues John was experiencing. If left untreated, the baby can have weight-gain issues- which was a struggle with Nathan. Thank goodness it was caught in time!
Also, Paul was finally able to stand up and walk some on Thursday. Earlier that morning, he had tried to stand up and when he did, something popped in his back- and he could walk! Thank goodness! It was a slow, shuffling walk but way better than being unable to walk!
So now that all those errands and appointments have been taken care of, I’m finally trying to relax. Easier said than done. There is so much left to do… there are about four loads of clean laundry piled on my kitchen table. I can wash them & dry them just fine, but finding the time to fold & put them away is another story! Not to mention doing basic house cleaning stuff. Vacuuming, dusting, mopping. Sigh. I’m going to have to just let it go for now so I can rest. Paul’s feeling much better today. His back’s still burning and stiff, but he can get around better as long as he’s careful about bending over and such.
So now I need to just kinda sit down and enjoy my new baby. They’re only this little once! I want to enjoy this time with him… and speed my healing process!
Nathan really does come up with the cutest things. Today, for example, I told him that I couldn’t play chase with him because I’m so pregnant.
“I’ll rub the belly,” he said. And he proceeded to pat my belly for a few seconds. “All better?” he asked when he was done.
“You know, I do believe that helped some. Thank you,” I replied.
“Sure! Now I’ll rub the back!” he exclaimed. And he patted my back for about 15 seconds.
“There!” he declared when he was done. “You still preg-a-nant?” It was so hard to contain my laughter! What a sweet boy, looking out for him mama by rubbing my belly and back. Even if it is just for a few seconds!