December 7, 2009
not dead (YET)
On the Monday of Thanksgiving week, I took Charlie to the pediatrician, because he was saying his ear hurt. You know, since it was infected, or close. It’s possible that he just never got entirely over the ear infection before that. Whatever.
The following Saturday, I took myself to Urgent Care because I was dyyyying. Or at least coughing so much I could hardly function which was totally awesome. Fortunately, I didn’t have pneumonia or bronchitis or anything except a cold. The doctor sent me home with some badass cough syrup, which Wade has been taking because he also has the cough.
This weekend it was Charlie’s turn again; he woke up Saturday morning crying and saying that his head and throat hurt. He missed his first basketball game (Wade went by himself, because when you’re the coach you don’t get out of anything). I took Henry to a birthday party at the roller skating rink and when I came home Charlie was running an impressive fever, and drooling all over his pillow.
“He has strep,” I told Wade. “I just know it.”
I ran to Walgreens and bought one of those super fancy digital thermometers, the kind that you brush over your forehead and voila! instant read, because after nine years of sticking the thermometer in people’s armpits I wanted something more accurate. I was all excited about the thermometer; I took Wade’s temperature about ten times just to make sure I knew what I was doing. Then I took Charlie’s temperature and it was 102 plus, so we packed up and headed for Urgent Care.
Where we saw the same doctor I had seen the week before.
After she checked in with me (”Do you feel better? You look a lot better!”) she looked in Charlie’s throat and said, “I don’t think he has strep.” But then she looked at his culture and came back and apologized because I WAS RIGHT.
Poor baby.
Then there was a hilarious mixup with his prescription which meant that Wade and Henry (who had stopped on the way home from Henry’s basketball game to pick it up) spent over an hour hanging out at the pharmacy counter at Walgreens. Awesome!
Charlie acted fine all day yesterday but this morning woke up crying and saying his ear hurt. I called the pediatrician and she said eh, give it one more day and if he gets worse bring him in. So now we’re snuggled up on the sofa under a blanket watching Jimmy Neutron and hoping he doesn’t have an ear infection because I have a hair appointment tomorrow morning and I am DESPERATE for a trim and some color.
And that’s where I’ve been for the last week. The end.
Posted by Susan @ 1:34 pm • everyday life
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December 7th, 2009 at 2:37 pm, Annika Says:
Your life is so glamorous! No, wait…
December 7th, 2009 at 3:37 pm, PixieWearingMom Says:
Hey cool! Or not.
Last month, i got to spend the night in the ER waiting for them to tell me I did NOT have appendicitis, but a raging kidney infection (they figured that out at 4am and sent me home), and then got to do it all over again when my 7 yr old broke his arm. We got home at 2am.
Good times. Let’s form a club.
December 7th, 2009 at 6:16 pm, Rita Says:
In the middle of all that you also saved your babysitter-less neighbor.
Don’t forget THAT!
Sheesh. I need to bring you some vodka.
December 7th, 2009 at 10:17 pm, Jill VT Says:
I used to look forward to the holidays, until I realized my kids are sick from November through March, so now I dread them.
I hope you all recover soon - mentally, physically, emotionally, etc. At least it wasn’t the stomach thing. !!
December 7th, 2009 at 10:51 pm, Shannon Says:
OMG, I just KNEW it. You weren’t around and I just knew your entire household was beset with viruses and infections and all manner of illness. So sorry!
December 8th, 2009 at 5:03 am, The Coffee Lady Says:
I feel your pain. HOWEVER, even though this makes me a bad mum, I much prefer a child who is properly ill and wants to lie under a blanket watching television than a child who is too ill to go to school but wants to get all the paints out.
December 11th, 2009 at 1:24 am, Torry Says:
I was once at the pediatrician’s office three times in two days. Not so bad, except…I only have two children. Which means that one of them put in double duty!
I did 8 years of one or another having an ear infection…unfortunately, that means so did they.