My C-section wound has become infected AGAIN. So that was another visit to hospital. More medication. More time before I'm fully recovered.

I'm so feckin fed up.

It's more painful this time too.... the last time it was infected was only 2 weeks after surgery, and the wound hadn't fully knitted together, and so the manky stuff had space to escape. This time it's building up under the skin. I can't bend, move or do anything. Am stuck here in bed listening to Tom and Sheila look after Aran. I miss the little boy.

I know I need to rest to recover for Aran, but right now I feel so bloody guilty because I can't even hold him.

Aran is well and happy, though. He's developed a liking for Lee Scratch Perry which is cool by us.

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