Saturday, August 28, 2010
So everything has been leading up to us moving this weekend (we pick up the truck this afternoon and move tomorrow) and now I have freaking mastitis! I have breastfed for close to 6 years now between all of my kids, and this is a first....a miserable, awful first. We went to the kids' new homeschool group's annual kickoff party (super fun! photos soon I promise!) yesterday and everything was fine. We were at the park in the heat and humidity for 4 hours and when we got home I was tired but okay. Then about 4:30 that afternoon right after Mark got home I started feeling queasy, and suddenly was freezing. It's about 110 degrees out with the heat index and I was wearing jeans, a t-shirt, a flannel shirt, and was wrapped up in my comforter and a heavy fleece blanket, and I was still shivering! I was thinking either heat stroke/sun poisoning or the flu. I went to bed around 9pm and had a fitful night's sleep with the baby and a furious headache. I finally noticed this morning that my right breast is all red and painful and streaking. Nothing like a good case of mastitis to cheer up a move. And of course my doctor's office is closed over the weekend; I called in to my nurse line but am still waiting to hear back. Really really hoping they can just call me in some antibiotics, because we have WAY too much to do this weekend for me to just be sitting around burning up with a fever, feeling like I got hit by a truck. Blah!