I'm so frustrated I could seriously cry. Or hit things. (Don't worry- I mean solid things like walls or windows not soft things like husbands or babies.)
Okay, so Dr. P said to get Nutramigen AA. Sounds simple. But nothing in my life is EVER simple, so I don't know why I ever thought it could be.
She said Wal.greens could get it.
A helpful friend found a helpful pharmacist at a Wal.greens across the city. He offered to order it despite my local Wal.greens acting like I'd just asked if he could order Martian piss. I asked if I could have it sent to my local place for "convenience." (Really, that will be funny later.) He said that any Wal.greens with an employee not too lazy to look it up can order it. (He said it only slightly nicer than that.) He even gave me the UPC so as to not tax said lazy employees.
I called my local Wal.greens and asked. They still acted as though I was ordered Martian piss, but said they'd order what I said. "Call tomorrow."
Of course, you can guess- it never got ordered.
I chewed the ass of the store manager and was assured it would be taken care of for Friday.
Friday they tell me it's in.
The husband goes to pick it up after work. You guessed it- wrong stuff.
Again, I call and complain. I'm told I gave them the wrong UPC.
Ummm. Well, see, the trouble with that is that the UPC I gave them doesn't remotely match the UPC of what they gave me. (Nutramigen DHA)
They call and say it'll be ordered correctly- FOR MONDAY. Because, of course, no one delivers on the weekend.
I made another couple of calls to see if someone else can get it, but no one can find out until Monday.
Okay. So today it finally comes in.
FIFTY FREAKIN' DOLLARS for a not-very-large can of it.
But hey, if it cures the boy, I'll whore myself on the streets if need be. (Uh, Internets? Anyone know of streets where rich men like fat lactating women?)
You guessed it- he WON'T EAT IT. Maybe it really IS Martial piss.
I don't mean he won't eat it in the usual "he doesn't eat much" way. I mean, I can get 15-40 ml of plain breast milk into the boy at any given feeding. (Keeping in mind he should be eating more like 90-120.) I managed to get three, YES THREE, ml into him. I waited until he was REALLY hungry. He chowed down like you wouldn't believe. Got it in his mouth and hid his face.
I tried the bait and switch with the pacifier. Half a suck and he'd squirm again. In the end he just cried hysterically.
Finally I gave him a bottle of breast milk and he sucked down a little more than an ounce in about 10 minutes (That's REALLY good for him lately.) and passed out.
My plan is to try to sneak a little formula in during some night feeds where he's pretty out of it, but I'm not hopeful.
It honestly smells like ass. Sort of like what a bowl smells like after it's had fish in it and been washed once. It's lovely, really.
I can't blame him.. sweet, wholesome breast milk or 3 day old fish tint? Which would you choose?
BUT WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO?
I've been pumping him full of Mylanta thinking that if he does have a food allergy and his insides are torn up maybe that will help soothe it. And he has been eating slightly better. (Instead of 15-25cc, I'm getting 30-40cc into him. Obviously still not enough by a long shot, but it's SOMETHING.) Which makes me feel like something IS going on in there. But now what? If he needs the hypoallergenic stuff, how do I MAKE him eat it?
Do we have to put a G tube in just to pump him full of nasty stuff?
I don't know what to do. I'm so, so, so, so frustrated. I could cry but it would do no good.
Please pray for patience. Pray for numbed taste buds. Pray for healed insides. Pray for good eating.
Just pray for us, please.