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Just a Virus? After All That?!?
I think the only thing worse than a sick toddler is having to take said sick toddler to the doctor. Natalie woke up with a fever on Saturday, and when it wasn’t gone by Monday, we decided it was time to take her to the doctor.
Our trip did not start out well. First, Natalie hadn’t napped. By the time we needed to leave at 2:30 pm, she was tired. Then, while I was trying to scarf down some lunch just before our departure, I had the nerve to stop Natalie from sticking her fingers in the butter and smearing it all over her face. As if that weren’t enough, I put the butter dish back in the refrigerator! Since just last night I allowed this indulgence, Natalie was naturally quite angry and confused as to why I was stopping her now. She proceeded to smack me across the face in rage and defiance. Since you can’t reason with a two-year-old who is hell-bent on defending her love for butter about the difference between a greasy mess right before bath time and a greasy mess right before a visit to the pediatrician, I said “we don’t hit” and plopped her on the couch to scream her head off while I ate a few more bites of lunch and tried to regain my composure.
When some of the shock of her hitting me wore off, I picked her up, wiped the snot and tears from her face and she calmed down some. Next, I had the audacity to tell her that she needed her diaper changed. The girl is especially intolerant of diaper changing when she’s sick. But diapers need to be changed. First she whispered it’s just gas and started whimpering. I know, honey, but your diaper is wet and we need to put on a clean, dry one before we go see Dr. Stephen. When I put her on the changing table she started howling like a wounded animal while I counted out loud. Literally 5 seconds later, the new diaper was on and we were good to go.
The carrying on stopped briefly until I tried to put Natalie’s coat on. A coat in 40 degree weather? I may as well have tried shove a sharp stick in her eye. She went completely limp and slithered to the floor. I had my own little meltdown and started cursing not so under my breath. After a few feeble attempts at getting the coat on her spaghetti arms—while muttering some choice words to myself— I wisely decided to forgo the stupid coat and wrangled her into the car kicking and screaming. As I picked her up, she was wiggling so much that her head smacked into my chin. More muttering.
Once we were both strapped into our seat belts, I gave her a bottle of milk. Five minutes into the car ride she handed it back to me and started singing I’ve been working on the Railroad happy as a clam. Meanwhile I was sweating, my heart was racing and I was in near tears.
When we got to Dr. Stephen’s office, we had both calmed down. Natalie readily agreed to put her coat and shoes on before going into the building. Natalie likes Dr. Stephen, and sat on my lap like an angel while Dr. Stephen listened to her heart and lungs. She wouldn’t open her mouth, so Dr. Stephen decided to go for the ears next. But of course her view was obstructed by a ridiculous amount of earwax.
Logically I thought that if my trying to prevent greasy butter messes and putting Natalie’s coat on could insight the tantrum that ensued, there was no way Natalie would tolerate a doctor she’s only seen 10 times in her life poking in her ear with a stick. But there’s nothing logical about toddlers. Natalie sat patiently on my lap while Dr. Stephen slowly extracted bits of wax from Natalie’s ears with a long plastic stick. Finally after pulling a raisin-sized piece of wax out, she declared the ear to be in perfect health.
The next ear wasn’t quite as easy. After some poking with the stick, Dr. Stephen reported the wax was too close to the ear drum to safely continue with the stick extraction. She sent the nurse in with a syringe and some warm water in hopes of flushing it out. Again, Natalie surprised me by allowing a stranger to squirt water in her ear. Not just once, but 4 or 5 times! Tiny bits of wax appeared in the water of the container I had to hold under her ear through the procedure, but no mother lode. After the fifth round of flushing, Natalie lost it. Purple-faced-breath-held-before-blood-curdling-screaming kind of lost it. The nurse decided we could take a break.
When Natalie recovered and was starting to smile again, we resumed the torture. The nurse was stupid enough to tell Natalie “one more time” when she didn’t really mean it. Natalie of course knows what “one more time” means and was rightfully outraged and upset when the nurse wanted to continue squirting water after the alleged last one. I was fuming, too. Luckily, the wax was now at the front of the ear and Dr. Stephen came back to get it with the stick. Another raisin-sized piece was gone. And another ear was found to be in perfect condition.
So, the verdict after all that torture? Just a virus…
Ears Finally Healed…
Saturday morning we went back to the doctor, who said Natalie’s ears were finally cleared of infection! Thank goodness the first shot worked, so she didn’t need another one. Unfortunately there is still fluid in the ears, which may take a while to drain. That’s only a problem because as long as there is fluid in the ears, they are at risk of becoming infected again.
The doctor’s visit confirmed our belief that Natalie is much more comfortable with women than she is with men. We saw two female doctors (her regular pediatrician we see most often and another female doctor we saw for the first time) during this ear infection and Natalie was completely fine with both of them. She let them look in her ears and clean out tons of wax without making a peep. On Saturday we saw a young male doctor (who looked completely harmless) and Natalie completely flipped out. She was okay sitting on my lap while we told him all the details of the infection. As soon as he tried to look in her ear, she screamed her little head off and acted like a bull let out of a cage. She acted the same way the last time she saw a male doctor. It took both Chris and I to hold her still enough for the doctor to examine her ears. I was so glad he was able to see enough and didn’t need to clean out any wax, because we seriously may have needed to sedate her…
Please keep your fingers crossed so that Natalie stays healthy for a while!
Ear Still Infected (Again)
I’m so frustrated I could cry. Poor Natalie has been in pain for over two weeks after a second antibiotic failed to clear up her ear infection. Last night Natalie had a complete meltdown at bedtime and was trying to stick her finger in her ear. After giving her some motrin, she felt better but still didn’t go to sleep until 11 pm. Today the doctor (who we’ve now seen for the third time in 3 weeks) decided to try giving her a shot of antibiotics. It was a big shot in her leg and ever since then, Natalie’s been crying in pain when she bends down. Fingers crossed that it will do the trick. We go back on Saturday to see if the infection is cleared up. If it hasn’t, she will need a second injection. Oh, and she also has pink eye, so we need to put drops in her eyes 3 times a day for 5 days. That should tons of fun…
P.S. My cell phone is completely dead. If you need to reach me, email is best until I get a new phone. Hopefully this weekend.
Double Ear Infection
Ugh. When will I ever learn? Note to self: next time you think your daughter has been possessed by evil spirits, try taking her to the doctor. I can’t believe I didn’t make the connection, when we just went down this road in February.
Poor Natalie. I took her to the doctor last Friday after she’d shown clear signs of an ear infection. She’d had a cold around Memorial Day, and then Chris got a sinus infection, so it made sense that an ear infection would follow. We saw Dr. Stephen, who had to clean out a ton of ear wax in order to see the infection. She was extremely gentle and Natalie got through the experience without shedding a singe tear. What a difference from the last time a doctor had to clean her ears. Dr. Stephen prescribed Augmentin and sent us on our way. And just like with Natalie’s last ear infection in February, I got sucked into a false sense of security. Silly me for thinking that antibiotics actually work.
When Natalie was still cranky and not eating by day 4 on the antibiotics, I should have realized that something was wrong. But like last time, I attributed her mood to her age and thought she was just going through a bad phase. If you read my two posts (one from February and one last week) side-by side, it’s amazing how similar they are—same issues were happening with Natalie. I even used some of the same phrasing.
After being cranky all week, last night Natalie woke up 30 minutes after she went to bed, screaming and tugging at her ear. So, I took her back to the doctor this morning. After clearing away yet more wax, the doctor confirmed that not only was last week’s infected ear not any better, but her other ear is now infected as well. She prescribed a different antibiotic, one which I really hope will work. But if Natalie’s not better soon, I’ll take her back without hesitation. Anyone else have a sense of déjà vu? This post is almost exactly like this one that I wrote a few months ago. Hopefully this time I’ve learned my lesson and Natalie will never have to go through this again. I feel so guilty that yet again I thought Natalie was acting out when she was really just in pain.
On a lighter note, Natalie has picked the same sticker from the doctor’s office two weeks in a row. I gave her choices of stickers with different animals on them, which she rejected. Both times she rifled through the sticker basket until she found a sticker with a picture of Skinner from Ratatouille on it:
I wonder why she likes this image?!?
I promise I’ll post some pictures of Natalie soon!
The end of our illness-free streak…
Our longest (post-daycare) illness-free streak ended last Thursday. Natalie, who hadn’t been sick since the beginning of April when she had croup, had a mysterious fever with no other symptoms for 4 days. We had a trip to the Poconos planned for Memorial Day weekend, so I took Natalie to the doctor Friday morning before we left. We saw Dr. Pierson, who must have been a founding member of the large practice. Natalie was petrified of his white hair and hairy ears and became hysterical before he even got near her. No ear infection, no strep throat, so Doc declared the fever to be viral. Despite the temperature, she was in a good mood for the holiday weekend (more about that in the next post).
Unfortunately, when we got home the fever turned into coughing, sneezing, extreme clinginess, and hardcore crankiness. She had little appetite and trouble sleeping. Today she’s in a better mood and eating a little, but still having explosive-snot sneezes that make her cry. Right now I’m the only healthy one in family—Chris caught the bug and is home sick with fever, aches, and nausea. Luckily, Natalie’s napping now, so I finally have time to blog! I’m keeping my fingers crossed that I can stay healthy…