My Unexpected 24 Hour Pump N' Dumpemily
Yesterday was like any other day, except I have a 4pm dentist appointment to get a cavity filled. I got in the chair, they numbed me up with 2 shots of anesthetic directly into my jaw (omgeee that bites), and got right down to the grinding and repair.
45 minutes later, the left side of my face was pleasantly dumb, I had the sound of the drill embedded in my brain forever, and sent was on my merry way.
As I was going over final instructions, the dentist casually starts going over final instructions: “You have a baby, right? Are you nursing? If you are, you’re going to need to pump and dump for the next 24 hours…”
UM, WHAT? NOBODY TOLD ME! I DID NOT KNOW!
But it makes perfect sense. I got anesthesia medications to dull the pain, and it’s likely that the chemicals could and would be transferred into my breast milk. I have no problem dumping and dumping, it’s just that I would have like a little bit of fair warning.
As luck would have it, Paul as of last week finally will take a bottle. And fortunately, I had 3 bags of milk saved up in the freezer.
But what would I have done if he still refused a bottle? And if I wouldn’t have had any breast milk stored up? Go out and buy a can of formula, even though that’s not at all what he’s used to?
I just wish I the doctor would have told me a month ago, when I booked the appointment. I would have prepared better, probably would have pumped more milk, and would have definitely fed Paul right before I left for the appointment.
Being told to pump n’ dump after the fact, as I’m getting up from the chair, just felt negligent on the doctors part.
How about you? Have you ever had to pour your liquid gold down the drain?
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