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Fantastic!

What a full on 24 hours!

Ok, after having a minor (internal) freakout last night about how to make sure Ari's needs will be met next week, I pulled myself together this morning and went and saw my maternal and child health nurse (who is, btw, SO lovely, and I'm so glad I decided against my decision to not see one this time - based on previous less than satisfactory experiences)...

She called the ABA for me, and they told me that I should be able to feed after an initial pump and dump, woot!

Then went to BaBs, talked about it all there some more, and was given the name of an LC/midwife at my local hospital would who be able to clue me into the hospital link some more...

Got home, talked my local ABA group leader, and she told me about the same LC/midwife at the hospital and also told me to ring Rodney White at the Monash Medical Clinic to find out about the anaesthetic and breastfeeding. He said that for my procedure, if it was keyhole, I could feed immediately after surgery if I physically felt up to it. Lovely man, hahaha, he actually said, "If they say they INSIST you wait 24 hours, then you say you INSIST you will breastfeed..." He said if it ended up being open surgery, then maybe it would be a good idea to pump and dump, but certainly nothing beyond that. He said post surgical pain relief would be inconsequential to Ari at 4 months of age...

Have also called good friend and breastfeeding counsellor, from whom I'm hiring the pump, to make sure I can take it to the hospital, and to check when the last hospital certification of the appliance was done, and if she has the details of that - might save me a trip to the hospital get the machine checked.

Then called the LC/midwife who, again, was lovely. She did confirm that there are no provisions made for the person who will come in and help me with Ari, but that there should be no problem getting nurses to help out if I decide to express off overnight and send A home with mum or Dave instead (if I'm too out of it)... There will also be somewhere for me to store ebm if I need to etc. and I can ask for her specifically if I need any assistance wrt breastfeeding, milk supply etc...

So, feeling much better.

Still pretty outraged that the surgical department (or whatever) did not offer any information whatsoever. Had I not had so much knowledge from the communities I travel in, or had I not been the resourceful person that I am, then I may have turned up at hospital COMPLETELY unprepared to ungo surgery with a 4 month old, breastfed infant in tow!

As it stands, I feel the hospital support is still somewhat lacking if I can't so much as get a cot for Ari or for my helper (Ari can sleep in the bassinet of my bug, thankfully)... Oh well, baby steps...

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