Yesterday morning, I woke up with a headache and a sore breast and popped some Advil. Didn't think much of it. Hopped in the car about an hour later with Haven and drove to the eye doctor to pick up some contacts. Went in, grabbed the contacts, got back in the car.
Here's where the trouble started....
After dealing with an annoyed looking receptionist, we waited for about 10 minutes before they called my name. I told them all my symptoms, they weighed me (yuck), and took my temp. I tried to get it across that I was in quite a bit of pain by this point. When the doctor finally came in I think he realized how bad I was feeling, because he was being very sympathetic. He looked me over, and sure enough, he told me I had mastitis. A painful infection that breastfeeding mothers get. (Now I know I am getting that disgusted look from some of you thinking Haven is too old for that. Well you'll be happy to hear the doctor thinks I got it from weaning so drastically!) So the doc gave me an anti-nausea shot, let me take a short nap in the office (that's service!), and sent a prescription for some antibiotics over to the pharmacy. Ash and I went and picked up the prescription and some ice cream and then she dropped me off at home. The good friend award definitely goes to Ashlee!
I woke up not feeling the best this morning, but am definitely on the mend now. I even exercised today. I'll be back to normal by tomorrow I think. Thanks to everybody that called and texted me yesterday. Hopefully the TLC from L will keep on comin. ;)