Nasty, Hot & Fiery. It’s Called Mastitis.

A few weeks back, I wrote about how breastfeeding suddenly got painful for me in my right breast. I self diagnosed it as a milk blister and have been treating it with homeopathic remedies ever since. And no, it’s never really gotten better.

I’ve done a lot of pumping, and Paul has been taking around one bottle a day in hopes that resting my breast might aid in the healing process. As far as I was concerned, I thought things were on the up and up.

And then yesterday happened.

Yesterday I packed up the kids and made the 4 hour road trip to my parents house in West Michigan for the weekend.

Around 7pm, I started to get real achy. I even made the comment to my dad that I was feeling particularly tense and tight, and that maybe I should schedule a visit to the chiropractor. And then, around 8:30, I got that sinking feeling that I might becoming down with something. I was chilled, very tired, and extremely sore from head to toe.

I crawled into bed around 9:30 pm, and like every night, prepared to nurse Paul one last time. I grabbed Paul, pulled up my shirt, and that’s when I knew. No doubt about it, I had mastitis.

Hot, fiery, sensitive, and hard as a rock. My breast is infected.

I am sick.

Since I’m out of town and miles away from my normal doctor, I went to a walk-in clinic and picked up an antibiotic that hopefully will do the trick in 24-48 hours.

You guys, mastitis is no joke.

It’s taken me breastfeeding 4 kids to finally fall victim to “The Big M”, and I don’t wish it on my worst enemy. Got any tips or tricks? I’m desperate for relief.

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