Our Second Home: The Pediatrician's Office

It’s been a rough couple of weeks. In the last ten days, I’ve been to the pediatrician’s office five times, which is especially challenging since we live 40 minutes away. We had strep, walking pneumonia, a UTI, and a cold in our household. In the last two days, I made the trip to the pediatrician’s office twice for Zane.

 

Yesterday the school called saying he was exceptionally fussy and crying a lot. I drove into town and checked him out of school. We headed straight to the doctor. Aside from the fact that he didn’t want to be picked up, looked at, or touched, there were no obvious symptoms of what was bothering him. They tested his urine, which was clear. We figured it may be a reaction to the antibiotic, so we formed a plan and returned home where he fussed until bedtime.

 

This morning, he awoke with a snotty nose. I had scheduled a follow-up appointment for this morning in the event he was no better. In the middle of the night, I had lovely thoughts of being able to cancel it and finally get something done outside of chauffeuring kids back and forth from home to town. The dream did not become a reality; we trekked back into town.

 

Anyway, Zane is now being treated for a virus (respiratory/GI) with extra fluids, saline, and respiratory medications. He’s currently sleeping. Again. Obviously, he needs the rest. I am tired. Oh, so tired. And I am sick, but have not had much opportunity to take care of myself. Thankfully, all I have right now is the common cold. Hopefully, things will take a positive turn health-wise for us. I’d be happy if I didn’t have to see another physician for the rest of the year. Unfortunately, Zane has to go in for another UTI follow-up next week. Ugh.