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16.6.08
Dear Self,
it's not the end of the world if baby gets a bottle of formula a couple times a week. She's eight and a half months. Inflated milky-ego to replace the engorgedness? Bleah. Stupid thrush. Stupid pump. Stupid me swallowing things hook, line, and sinker - god, could i have internalized the whole 'breast is really, really, really best' thing any more?

also, interestingly: this country spawned Freud, and the doctor i went to last week said that it was fine and if it didn't go away he'd give me antibiotics (um, yeah, we're not going back to him: he wanted to give me amoxicillin, which destroys bacteria, and which also i'm allergic to, so i couldn't have that one anyway, but one of the side effects of standard amoxicillin and similar anti-bacterial antibiotics is that the cause yeast infections, which is what candidiasis and thrush both are, so if i ate that, it'd get worse, mmkay, mmmoron) but that if he gave me antibiotics i'd have to wean, because if i weaned too late then the baby would like me too much. Thrush getting steadily less awful, though, so there's that.

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