Confinement lady is here. Mom makes me eat something before we start. Don't have much of an appetite, but I swallow a couple of crackers down and drink some milo so she wouldn't worry.
Aunty H (the confinement lady) tells me that she rarely sees cases like mine. She massages my breasts but no milk comes out. She says that usually, massages like that will make the milk flow out freely. Mine doesn't.
We've bought the formula. The first time she drinks, I feel so much relief that it hurts. But I want to cry too.
