An experiment I’m totally up for
So I have no idea how prayer and wishing work. But I have a hunch they sometimes affect the way events unfold. And there’s been some events in my life of late that I’d so like affected.
Three weeks ago I came down with mastitis (a fancy word to say infection in one of my breasts that started because of a clogged milk duct that would not get fixed despite every best effort toward that end). A round of antibiotics took care of all the flu-like symptoms within a day, but the pain never went away. For three weeks. This last weekend the flu-like symptoms returned with a vengeance, and the pain, which had been about a 7 out of 10 for three weeks, ramped up to, oh, A TEN. By Monday it was literally bringing me to tears. I’ve never been in so much physical pain in my life. I actually got to use the Lamaze techniques that were completely wasted on a scheduled cesarean birth.
Anyway. I’ve been to the doctor every day this week. I’m on a stronger antibiotic, and having the wound aspirated daily, and the doctors are crossing their fingers that they won’t have to actually go to surgery to fix the problem, because that would mean stopping breastfeeding for good.
So I am one sick dog. Low grade fever that spikes every evening, and just weak and tired and achy all over. And of course I’m up many times day and night to feed the baby, meaning long stretches of rest are not possible. Thankfully, my dear mom has come for the better part of the week and has been a great help through the daytime hours. N and I are so grateful for her.
Whether or not this was all way more information than any of you wanted to hear, I am very up for prayers and good wishes heading this direction. I want so badly to get better, and not to have to give up nursing. And it would be just out of this world not to have to face that much pain again.
That’s all. You think it’s worth a shot?