27 days PO Squeem "Perfect Waist" arrived today! *New Pics*

So I haven't mentioned the problems between me and my husband on my blog only once because I didn't want to involve all the drama, but now I have to write this. He has been a total dick to me. He works on a reward system so if he is unhappy with what I do or say, he will punish me by: not helping me with the baby, not giving me money for food, not driving me somewhere, etc.
He did all of this to me in the Middle East and now he is doing it here in the US. I told him it is over between us and everytime I say this he acts like he is shocked and it is the first time he's heard it. Then, he proceeds to "punish" me in any way he can which will affect me the most.
So last night we got into an argument and he kept saying he was just going to buy a plane ticket and go back to the Middle East. His threats didn't bother me so I was like I don't care! Go back! It doesn't matter to me anymore! I'm in the US now, you can't control me anymore!
So when that didn't work, he threatened to take my baby with him back to the M.E. I didn't believe him either. This is what kind of [RS bleep] I deal with on a regular basis. I am recovering from surgery and he still does this [RS bleep] to me. I hate him.
So he also ignores me when I call for help (even when he's in the next room) and acts like he didn't hear me. He does all these things that he knows upsets me but he uses the excuse that he didn't hear me or it was an accident. I know he does it on purpose. We were fighting when he gave me the Lovenox shot and he jabbed me extra hard in my shoulder, it really hurt. He said he didn't do anything different, but I saw his face and he was trying to hurt me. He is very sneaky in how he gets back at me. He is a snake.
So the fighting continued, and he will never apologize for anything but wants me to. I had the baby in the bed with my laying down but I was so hungry and thirsty so I called for him so he could bring me up some food and something to drink. I called. And I called. So I got louder. And on the third time, I really yelled HELLO!!! and that scared the baby and he started crying. So H came up and was like I didn't hear you but why are you yelling in front of the baby?! You scared him! I said I didn't mean to I was just trying to get you to respond! Then he says I don't deserve my baby and I am an unfit mother. He says that I am selfish because I got this lipo and I am unfit to take care of him. But that is not true! I will be better soon! Then he says my baby would be better off living with HIS parents! I'm like WTF!!!? He says he does not want my son around me (this is all because I told him that I didn't want to be together anymore and I wanted a divorce. He has known this for over 6 months now) and I am psychotic and a bad mother. He is just throwing out horrible nasty names and trying to make me feel like I am crazy. I am begging him from the bed please do not take my son I will be better soon! Do not do this to me, he is my world! He is just standing over me looking evil with a smirk on his face, enjoying my pain. He says all calm look at you, you are psychotic. Look at how you are acting. He is all calm and trying to get me upset. Who wouldn't cry if someone said they are taking your baby away from you?? He says he is going to try and find a legal way around this and his son should not be with me. I [RS bleep] hate him. I am crying so hard I am hyperventilating. And I can't do anything and he knows it because I am laid up in bed in pain and can barely move. He is a curse and I regret ever meeting him.
I tried im'ing his mother but she didn't believe what I was telling her, so I am ON MY OWN! She has no idea what a scumbag her son is. She thinks he is a good guy but good guys don't kick their pregnant wives.
So after he is satisfied that I am sufficiently depressed, he tries to come in and help me back to bed (I was crying on the floor of the closet so that he wouldn't hear me and the baby wouldn't hear me) and be the "nice guy". I 'm like [RS bleep] YOU, you did this to me you [RS bleep]!!
All last night he did not help me or take care of me at all. I asked for something to eat and drink at 8:30pm and he didn't come back in my room until 9:30 this morning. I had nothing to drink and eat at all in the room so I couldn't take my meds. Finally at 4am I woke up so thirsty and so much pain that I walked down the flight of stairs to the kitchen to get something to eat and drink. Coming back up was very hard. I had to crawl on all fours to get back up the stairs.
Today he acts like nothing happened. Then I come into his room (he is staying in the guest bedroom with the baby) to see the baby, and he says can you stay with him a minute? I say ok but he is gone awhile. My poor little baby is sick, and this [RS bleep] refuses to put warm clothes on him! He is sitting there with one sock on and a onesie. I got so mad I called downstairs like what is taking you so long?? He doesn't answer of course. Finally he says he is making coffee. I say that can wait this baby needs a bath ASAP! This [RS bleep] fool has not bathed him in over a week! I am furious that he is letting him sit in his own filth. I usually bathe the baby every 3 or 4 days. I call down again and still no answer and he is not coming up. After 10 more minutes this [RS bleep] dick comes up with a fresh cup of coffee and a toasted bagel and cream cheese (FOR HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!). He is a selfish [RS bleep]!!! After all he did to me last night and then he continues to be an [RS bleep]. I cannot wait for him to go back to the M.E.
I complain and complain until finally he gives my baby a bath. I set out all his stuff--towel, washcloths, clothes and socks. He uses none of it. I give him this cozy long sleeved, long pants onesie to put on the baby and he just gives me a dirty look and throws it on the floor and gets the baby and short sleeve no leg onesie! The baby is sick!! I tell him what a dick he is and he calls me a [RS bleep] [RS bleep] and says he's not sorry for last night. Oh I know he's not!
I've been crying on and off for 2 days. He has done this to me whenever I have been sick or had surgery. During my c-section, he was just as much of an [RS bleep] and didn't even bother helping me. All he did was sleep the entire 5 days I was in the hospital. When I woke him up one night to get me a drink off the nightstand because I could not reach it, he got mad and said "i'm going back to sleep don't bother me again". He's a [RS bleep] piece of work.
So he knows nothing else bothers me and he can't threaten me with anything else but my baby so that is his new weapon. It used to be my dogs. He is an evil person. I am stuck with him for another week and who knows what he's going to do between now and then. I've never hated a person so much before.
We are supposed to be going to DC to find a place for me and the baby to live, but now he is saying he doesn't even want to pay for our rent anymore. I'm like fine [RS bleep] I have money in savings! He is the biggest indian giver ever. I'm so tired of the manipulation and head games. I don't love him anymore, I have just been trapped in this relationship because I was overseas in the M.E. with no job and no way to get back with my dog and the baby (he hid baby's passport so I couldn't leave).
I don't know how to get this guy out of my life. He wants joint custody and I don't want to give it to him!!! He does everything he can to make my life so difficult and make me upset and cry. He's not happy until I am unhappy. He is the most spiteful, vengeful person I know. I'm afraid of him.

As far as how I feel, still shitty! This surgery was a mistake for me. I am not healing fast enough. My circumstances are worst than most people here, usually the caregiver is taking care of you, not making things worse. I'm hating myself and my life right now. I still can't find a job, and this is another thing husband holds over my head. He controls all the money so I have to ask, and he loves that power it gives him. I quit my career of 12 years to follow him to this duty station in the M.E. I have a career, not a job. My salary is usually six figures or close to it, so yeah, I don't need his motherfuckin ass. But for now, I cannot get this rain cloud off me and bad luck continues to haunt me. I am not finding work. This is unusual.

My whole body hurts,especially my right side. I cannot bend over or bend down. I obviously cannot do stairs because it feels like my ass is ripping right in half. My post-op is tomorrow, I am going to push to have this drain removed. I don't need it, it hasn't drained in 2 days. I want it out and I need to get going on this recovery because it has been agonizing for me. Tiana is supposed to come this afternoon to do my first massage. Please pray that it is a healing massage for me, and I recover quickly. I am stuck in this nightmare until he goes back overseas. He was supposed to be here helping me and then finding a place for me and the baby to live, but now it's just stressful and I want to punch him in his face.

To continue on to part 2 of my BBL journey, please click here.

I still feel like [RS bleep]. Everytime I wake up from a nap, I get pissed off because I can't move and everything is stiff and sore. My feet and hands are like stay-puft marshmallow man. I am convinced that they gave me a TOO SMALL garment. It is a size large but it feels like an extra small. The garment is digging into my skin everywhere, causing these horrible painful welts. I put maxi pads in between my skin and the garment but it barely helps. I attached a photo of the area around my boob and armpit where the garment strap rubs me. This is also happening around my waistline and the back of my knees. I just want to set fire to this garment and those stupid lipo sleeves. The lipo sleeves are annoying, they barely fit and are twisting around all the time. I am having to adjust them always. The material feels like [RS bleep] sandpaper. My right side hurts worse than my left, I have numbness in varying degrees all over my body but mainly my back and my arms. I cannot believe I volunteered for this.
I still have the drain in but it hasn't drained at all in 2 days. I think I'm pretty much done with the drain but Dr. J does not want to remove it yet. I wish he would!
I am peeing by squatting over the toilet and pulling my garment open at the bottom, but it still feels like I have to force myself to pee or it won't come out on its own. I am drinking lots of juices, almond milk, and water but I still get cotton mouth sometimes.
My husband has been taking care of the baby and I feel sad and angry because I thought I would be able to take care of him or at least play with him by now. My milk is drying up because I am not nursing him and I think the meds are drying me up as well. Plus I've only pumped and dumped a handful of times. It's just too painful to stand up straight and pump milk for 10 minutes at a time.
Most of the time I feel I am hunched over when I am walking or standing. My posture is all fucked up. When I try to stand up straight it puts tremendous strain on my back. I feel like this is never going to end.
Also I mentioned that I think this garment is too damn small, when we button up the front corset area, it smushes my tummy together in an ugly way, and now my belly button looks like a deformed slit, not a round belly button at all! The clasps are actually leaving imprints in my stomach because I am so swollen and this garment is so damn tight.
I am reading others reviews and I have to say I feel envious of you ladies that are up and walking around and feeling fine on days 3 and 4. I haven't even been able to go downstairs since i had the surgery, I've been trapped on the 2nd floor of the house because of this. Mostly all I do all day and night is lay in bed face down and take meds and snack and drink. I keep hoping when I wake up I'll feel better but I don't. My C-section recovery was faster than this!!!!!!

If you get your arms done too be prepared to not be able to do anything at all!!! Everything hurts and my hands, feet and face are all swollen. My back is super itchy but scratching lightly does nothing at all because it is numb at the same time. Everyone else on here seems to be doing better than me. I feel like [RS bleep].

Thank God for Clarice, she is coming for a few hours today, tomorrow and Wednesday to change my dressing and help me get out of this devil garment.
Then Wednesday Tiana is coming to give me my first massage. I cannot wait for this!!!!!!!!!!