Now it's less raw...
I saw the bf hv on Tuesday.
Highlights of our meeting include:
DD only putting 2oz on in a week (we got the medicine Tuesday night, she didn't start eating more than a little until Friday/Saturday)
Her telling me DD was going to have to be admitted to hospital and fed formula if she didn't put weight on in a week
Her not listening whatsoever to me saying she'd had thrush and growing out of her sleepsuits (length ways)
Her very roughly checking DD over for (what I'm assuming) bruises
Her attempting to wake DD after 2 full boobs. Didn't work at all, either aggressively (I felt) patting her back or not-gently blowing in her face
Telling me to freeze thrushy breast milk (complete no no as the candida fungus just goes dormant in the cold, you have to ultra heat to kill it). This is after I'd done my research and my normal hv had said it has to be thrown away... which I told her but she said we were wrong
Telling me to pump loads. No thank you. It's never been a supply issue as I pumped all through thrush and seem to make quite a bit of milk... I sometimes feel like I could feed a whole herd of calves...
Not even looking at the list of questions I'd written (Like, what is the rash on DDs head)
When I first went in, I changed DD and she cried as always. Horrible hv kept coming and opening the door to the baby changing room. I'm assuming to check I wasn't swinging her round by her legs...
Plus some other stuff
The only reason I can think that she did this was because I had to change DD as soon as I got there as she was napping when we left and I noticed she needed her nappy changing. It's less than 5 minutes door to door and I knew she'd wake up as soon as we got out of the car anyway. Also, I had dressed DD as a little girl (mini jeans and a t shirt over a babygrow) as I have a few outfits she's never worn and thought I might as well "dress her up" for going out as we never go anywhere else.
As you can imagine, all this really upset me as she just judged me from the moment I walked in.
So I took it and then went back to the rest of the bf group mums while trying not to cry. When I knew she'd gone I decided to leave. The lovely receptionist commented on how long DD has got and I just broke down. This attracted the nice hv who also runs the group and they both calmed me down enough to drive home.
The next morning the nice hv phoned and said she'd spoken to my hv as she was worried how upset I was. Nice hv arranged to come Thursday morning and re-weigh DD, discuss my options (ff, combi, bf) and my hv will see mr next week. And I will never have to see horrible hv again. Ever again.
Nice hv was, well, really nice. First thing she did was weigh DD. She'd gained 4.5oz in 2 days... which I took as a massive f you to nasty hv... nice hv then said DD is obviously getting better and she really boosted my confidence and said that DD is very very strong and very tall (she'd pushed up on her legs while I was holding her so you could see all her tall, thin body). She also answered all the questions nasty didn't and saw DD move her head loads unaided (nasty had said I needed to support her head more... kind of impossible when she's looking round all the time...). She basically said DD is thriving and hopefully that's the last of the set backs. She also noticed the stress induced angry hives on my hands and arms...
So that was earlier this week.
This morning I got up to feed DD at about 3 and couldn't get warm again... DP disagreed and said I was boiling...
(Amusing anecdote - I said I'd give him a blow job if he got up with DD at 5... I, of course, claimed not to remember this as I was obviously talking crap coz I had a fever
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Phoned 111 and eventually went in. As they were taking my blood pressure, I noticed Leftie (the non favoured boob) was bright red.
So yes. I now have thrush AND mastitis. I am so lucky...
and I am still bf but also feeding expressed bottles.
I just thought I would update you all since you've all given me so much support 