You poor dears

I'm sorry, I usually give you all fair warning when I put up a TMI post and that last one was probably a doozie. Well FWIW if you're on my blog now the next post down is a big tmi post. Sorry, it was the pain talking. There was a lot of pain and it was doing a lot of talking. As of the next morning it's much better, no pain at all. Really, no I'm serious. As long as I don't throw up from the antibiotics they gave me (just in case, not that they think I need them but just in case they do it any way) I figure I'm golden for a good 5 years. Or until we decide to have another kid. Yeah right like that's gonna happen. Pfft.