Bollocks. Typed a massive reply and it disappeared. Fortunately I am angry enough to re-type it. While bashing the keyboard really hard and muttering "arse" a lot.
So I really enjoyed paying £200 to be dismissed, patronised and belitted by an arrogant, chauvinistic, ill-informed arse of a man who might as well have opened the door and announced "I am a MAN and a CONSULTANT. You are a silly girl. Have some formula. That will be £200 please."
His opening gambit was to try to sell me an enhanced immunisation program because the NHS one is apparently "woefully inadequate". When I didn't jump for joy he said "What, don't you want to?" I said no, I was quite happy with the existing schedule and he raised his eyebrows at me.
He then plotted DS's weight and announced that he needed to be on a 3 hoursly feeding regime. I said he was demand fed and he said that was the problem. At this point I hadn't actually told him why I was there - the only infomration he had was the booking-in form which said "feeding problems and poor weight gain". I tried to talk about the problem and we got into a circular conversation where he kept saying that DS was out of his routine and needed to be got back into it and I kept trying to point out that he wasn't out of routine, he was just not feeding. He didn't listen.
He then examined DS for about 2 minutes maximum - he looked at hips, stomach, eyes and throat and had a bit of a sneer about his cloth nappy.
He then told me he needed formula top-ups on a 3 hourly schedule. I made repeated attempts to take him through the history and he dismissed everything I said and eventually announced that I didn't have enough milk. When I tried to discuss this he just kept saying that DS needed formula if I didn't have enough for him. I told him that I was there to establish if there was an underlying problem - he said "no, there's nothing wrong with him - you just don't have enough milk"
I made a few more attempts but was knocked back every time and told "it's not about what you want, it's about what he needs" and eventually gave up. He then had the utter gall to say "and I will see him in a week's time". I had just enough gumption to say "er, no you won't actually".
I am generally more than capable of sticking up for myself (notorious for it in fact!) but DS1 was tantrumming (he did not like Mr Consultant Man), DS2 was screaming for food and I just wanted to get out of there. The whole tone of the appointment was "Everyone is wrong except meeeeee! I rule! I am important with letters after my name!" I wish I had let DS1 wee on his shiny consultant shoes.
Some of his finer moments:
Re: lactation consultant - "oh everyone's a breastfeeding consultant these days"
Re: cranial osteopath - [sneer]
Re: DS's weight - "Oh yes, I can see he has lost weight" - he hasn't.
Re: virgin gut theory - "rubbish. His gut is populated by now. It makes no difference"
Re: me wanting to EBF - "Why?"
Re: formula reducing supply - "It won't because you will still be BFing - he will just take more formula as he needs it"
Re: demand feeding - "he is all over the place and so are you"
Re: pumping 4 to 6 oz in the morning - "well that's not enough. you clearly don't have enough"
Re: tongue-tie - firstly "he doesn't have one" - he hadn't checked. Secondly - "tongue tie doesn't affect feeding, only speech" Thirdly - "tongue tie midwives are a waste of time"
The list of things I should have said is a mile long. I am not used to kicking myself for not finding something to say - I generally say it! Top of my list is "You are an utter arse of a man. Get your hands off my child and stick your immunisation schedule where the sun doesn't shine"
Ironically, feeding today has been miles better. I am not sure whether the EBM top-ups have given DS a bit more energy to feed, or whether the extra pumping has given me a boost, but the first two feeds today were pretty much normal (no top-ups) and the next one was only a problem because it was in Arse-Face's office. The fourth one was normal till right at the end when he got fussy and took 2 oz of EBM and the evening one was similar. Yesterday he took 20oz of EBM and today it has been 8. We haven't given formula yet although it has been very close as I am out of EBM.
I wonder if DS2 has decided to sort himself out in order to avoid another encounter with Arsey McArseFeatures!