Seven down,thirteen to go!
Yesterday morning I developed a high fever and was rather painful when I fed Millie which rang some alarm bells.So Kenichi took me,with the girls in tow,to see the doctor at the clinic where Annie and Millie were born.And as I had guessed,I had developed mastitis.The treatment at the clinic is a course of antibiotics given intravenously over a five day period.So I am at the clinic until Sunday in a lovely private room and receiving excellent care.Millie is with me and in 7th heaven as she adores all the attention from the nursing staff and has me on tap 24 hours a day.I had 4 drips yesterday and four more today and feel much better.But I am beginning to feel like a pin cushion.But its a small price to pay for being looked after so well and having the excuse to do absolutely nothing!So seven drips down and yep,thirteen to go...my poor hands(and veins).