Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Fester, Fester, Fester; Rot, Rot, Rot

Shef finally went back to school yesterday, which was a welcome event for all.

"Mom?" he asked on one of the last days of the break, "Does everyone have to be off from school for two weeks?"

"Yes," I said.

He sighed. "And does everyone just miss school SO MUCH?"

Well, I know I did. At least for that second week, during which I played Twenty Questions no fewer than 400 times.

Anyway, it's good he's back at school, because it gives me more time to deal with Mac's thrush. It turns out that besides being icky, this yeast infection is also labor intensive. Vinegar rinses, anti-fungal creams, live cultures mixed with water, q-tips, doctor's visits, pharmacies... the components are overwhelming, and the stakes are high.

"I don't want to scare you," my lactation consultant told me when I called for advice, "but you need to be very aggressive with this."

So what should I do?

She recommended that, in addition to adhering to the above-mentioned treatments, I air-dry after each feeding and expose my breasts to sunlight.

I'm so sure.

Mac's pediatrician, an experienced grandfatherly type, was less explicit about toplessness, but he did demonstrate, on himself, the technique he suggested I use to rub Lotrimin into my nipples.

And yes, he did say nipples. Many, many times.


Aunt Pat said...

sDealing with thrush sounds overwhelming to me. Congrats on meeting the challenge!

Tom said...

But does it help that he's ridiculously cute?

Hope the thrush is all gone soon!