Pity Party For One.

SO I guess since I had such an EASY delivery and Delaney took to breastfeeding effortlessly and I was DEDICATED this time to breastfeed (Avery was anti-booby), that something had to go wrong...and boy did it all come crumbling down.
Thursday I started to get some chills, which worried me because that is how mastitis started with Avery, but thought that it was WAY too early to get mastitis, that my milk really hadn't been "in" for all that long and that Delaney was such a good eater. Well Saturday morning I starting getting VIOLENT chills, teeth chattering and all under blankets and blankets. By that early evening I was in Urgent Care with Brian in tears and horrible pain. The male doctor didn't have much of a bedside manner as he roughly handled my painful boob and proceeded to use a sharp pointed pen to mark up my breast. Man I wanted to sock him! They prescribed some antibiotics and went home to bed. My mom of course was scheduled to fly out Sunday afternoon, but being the wonderful mom she is changed her flight to fly out yesterday to help me get better and watch the babies. I started to feel better Monday morning, SO I thought but by that afternoon my fever spiked back up to 102 and I was in tears, the baby wanted to eat and it took ALL that I had to lift up my shirt to feed her because I had the worst chills. I felt like such a bad mommy. I called my doctors office and of course he was off on Monday, so off to the ER my mom I went.
ER went something like this, lots of men looking at my breast, IV pain meds and anti nausea meds, general surgeon in to evaluate, ultrasound on my breast, surgeon and radiologist in to see ultrasound and more fondling, nurse bumped my chest while putting on blood pressure cuff, tears but understand it was an accident, surgical supplies brought into the room, more tears. After a couple hours in the ER the doctors decided that my mastitis had turned into deep abcess/cellulitis and that poking a hole in my boob to drain it would only cause more problems and I would leak milk and that I would have to stop breastfeeding which I didn't want to happen. So since my white blood cell count was so high I am on home IV therapy until early tomorrow morning and Brian is helping me give me my IV's. It is such a hassle, but at least I am not in the hospital and I don't have a drain in my boob, and I am feeling 100% better...still a little tired and weak..but on the up and up. My mom left yesterday which was hard but Brian stayed home to help out with everything. Delaney is still nursing really well and I haven't had to supplement except the couple of oz's that she had when I was in the ER. Like my mother kept telling me...Its amazing what we go through for the love of a child! It's the truth!!