At least he didn’t bite the whole thing off

Feb 12th

My guess is that when Timothy started getting a cold last week, his ears were so clogged up that in order to pop them, he had to clamp down on something.  That something ended up being my right nipple, which soon got to the point where I could no longer nurse without crying.  I’ll spare you the gory details that involve PUS AND BLOOD.  With the painkillers, I can wear a shirt without having to hold it away from the offending wound.  For a few days, I had been walking around with my right shoulder stooped down like Quasimodo so no fabric could touch it and cause a string of obscenities that would make your mama cry.

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