I've been reading posts about difficulties nursing in family situations and recently I've had my own difficulties nursing in public, but it's all brought to mind the opposite problems I've had with my own family.
One was on Christmas Day 6 years ago, I had a possible breast abcess and the on call doctor sent us to A&E, my parents happened to be there when the doctor came to examine me. If it had been me sitting there, I'd have stepped out, unless the woman I was with specifically asked me to stay even if it was my mum or my sister, but neither made and indication they were moving. Subtlety acheived nothing and I pretty much had to resort to "Dad, get out" before he realised that however ok he was with watching me have a breast exam that I was not ok with it!
I don't necessarily shut my bedroom door if I'm not demanding absolute privacy, but if the door is part open and I'm sat on my bed pumping and reading a book or checking email with absolutely nothing on my top half, I'm not really expecting someone to come in and have a conversation with me, stick your head round the door and ask me if I want a cup of tea would be lovely, but staying to chat, less so, I learnt the lesson to shut the door whilst pumping!
I've lost track of the number of times I've made it abundantly clear by my actions that I'm about to take all my clothes off, whether it be to put a swimming costume on, have a shower, or get in and out of PJs only to have to verbally turf someone, often my mother, out the room.
I love them to bits, but perhaps when I have chosen my clothes and I'm stood in my PJs waiting for the chance to change the conversation can wait! Plus if you knock on the door and I say no don't come in, I mean it, regardless of the baby in your arms desperate for it's mum, sometimes decency prevails for a few minutes!
One was on Christmas Day 6 years ago, I had a possible breast abcess and the on call doctor sent us to A&E, my parents happened to be there when the doctor came to examine me. If it had been me sitting there, I'd have stepped out, unless the woman I was with specifically asked me to stay even if it was my mum or my sister, but neither made and indication they were moving. Subtlety acheived nothing and I pretty much had to resort to "Dad, get out" before he realised that however ok he was with watching me have a breast exam that I was not ok with it!
I don't necessarily shut my bedroom door if I'm not demanding absolute privacy, but if the door is part open and I'm sat on my bed pumping and reading a book or checking email with absolutely nothing on my top half, I'm not really expecting someone to come in and have a conversation with me, stick your head round the door and ask me if I want a cup of tea would be lovely, but staying to chat, less so, I learnt the lesson to shut the door whilst pumping!
I've lost track of the number of times I've made it abundantly clear by my actions that I'm about to take all my clothes off, whether it be to put a swimming costume on, have a shower, or get in and out of PJs only to have to verbally turf someone, often my mother, out the room.
I love them to bits, but perhaps when I have chosen my clothes and I'm stood in my PJs waiting for the chance to change the conversation can wait! Plus if you knock on the door and I say no don't come in, I mean it, regardless of the baby in your arms desperate for it's mum, sometimes decency prevails for a few minutes!
