Whole family medical update.
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rivkaI was on the way to the midwife this afternoon when Michael called. He said that Alex woke up from a nap at nursery school (already a red flag; she never naps) complaining of severe ear pain. The school didn't think she absolutely positively had to be picked up - it was our call. Of course, I was on the way to the midwife in our only car.
We agreed that I would go on to the office and survey the scene. If it seemed like they'd get me through soon, I would go to my appointment and then pick up Alex. Otherwise, Michael would go to nursery school and either stay with her until I came, or walk/carry her home.
Fortunately, no one else was in the office. (They used to have long waits. Maybe that's just for the senior midwife?) I breezed through my appointment: I've gained five pounds, my blood pressure is a beautiful 118/72, I'm measuring a centimeter or two ahead, the Niblet's heartbeat sounds great, I'm not having sugar or protein problems. My symptoms (hypoglycemic episodes, shortness of breath) are normal for this stage of pregnancy. She wrote me orders for the delightful 28-week testing extravaganza: I'll get bloodwork, a glucose tolerance test, and a shot of tasty tasty RhoGAM.
I hastened out of there and made my way to nursery school. It was still naptime, so I felt awful about coming into the classroom, but what can you do? I could tell in an instant that Alex was genuinely sick: washed-out complection, puffy eyes with dark circles under them, whimpery mood. She was excited to report that Miss Megan had let her have a juice box right in the middle of naptime, and that Miss Jen had let her sit at the table and color instead of staying on her cot. They're good to her there.
We went straight to the pediatrician's office; Michael had set up an appointment while I was at the midwife. Much to my surprise, it was with Alex's own doctor. (You don't expect that on an hour's notice.) He checked in her ears, pronounced them "the reddest ears I've seen all week," checked her throat and lungs for thoroughness' sake, and wrote out a prescription for amoxicillin. (Alex: "Yay! Bubblegum medicine!") He also agreed to be the Niblet's pediatrician and suggested that Alex get a flu shot this year to help protect the Niblet. (He'll have antibodies from my flu shot, but given the vaccine's incomplete protection it helps to not bring the virus into the house at all.)
Then we came home. She's sacked out on the couch with a video, all dosed up with Tylenol, and seems to be feeling better.
Michael also went to the doctor this morning, which makes a complete sweep for all three/four of us. His tendonitis is apparently not nearly as bad as it could be, and he has a treatment plan with lots of PT. So that's good news.
We agreed that I would go on to the office and survey the scene. If it seemed like they'd get me through soon, I would go to my appointment and then pick up Alex. Otherwise, Michael would go to nursery school and either stay with her until I came, or walk/carry her home.
Fortunately, no one else was in the office. (They used to have long waits. Maybe that's just for the senior midwife?) I breezed through my appointment: I've gained five pounds, my blood pressure is a beautiful 118/72, I'm measuring a centimeter or two ahead, the Niblet's heartbeat sounds great, I'm not having sugar or protein problems. My symptoms (hypoglycemic episodes, shortness of breath) are normal for this stage of pregnancy. She wrote me orders for the delightful 28-week testing extravaganza: I'll get bloodwork, a glucose tolerance test, and a shot of tasty tasty RhoGAM.
I hastened out of there and made my way to nursery school. It was still naptime, so I felt awful about coming into the classroom, but what can you do? I could tell in an instant that Alex was genuinely sick: washed-out complection, puffy eyes with dark circles under them, whimpery mood. She was excited to report that Miss Megan had let her have a juice box right in the middle of naptime, and that Miss Jen had let her sit at the table and color instead of staying on her cot. They're good to her there.
We went straight to the pediatrician's office; Michael had set up an appointment while I was at the midwife. Much to my surprise, it was with Alex's own doctor. (You don't expect that on an hour's notice.) He checked in her ears, pronounced them "the reddest ears I've seen all week," checked her throat and lungs for thoroughness' sake, and wrote out a prescription for amoxicillin. (Alex: "Yay! Bubblegum medicine!") He also agreed to be the Niblet's pediatrician and suggested that Alex get a flu shot this year to help protect the Niblet. (He'll have antibodies from my flu shot, but given the vaccine's incomplete protection it helps to not bring the virus into the house at all.)
Then we came home. She's sacked out on the couch with a video, all dosed up with Tylenol, and seems to be feeling better.
Michael also went to the doctor this morning, which makes a complete sweep for all three/four of us. His tendonitis is apparently not nearly as bad as it could be, and he has a treatment plan with lots of PT. So that's good news.
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Date: 2008-10-14 09:09 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-10-14 09:26 pm (UTC)Poor kid. He's not sleeping well because of the coughing, so he's so tired.
It's that time of year!
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Date: 2008-10-14 09:41 pm (UTC)Excellent news about you and Nibblet. Here's hoping all continues to go well.
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Date: 2008-10-15 12:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-14 11:10 pm (UTC)I'm not looking forward to that. My ear looks fine. I knew it would. I managed to get the amoxicillin by using my gout example. I showed the doctor all the tophi on my right hand and then pointed out the hand isn't red and swollen. My body doesn't do red and swollen anymore. So I expect they'll have me see another strange doctor and I'll have to convince them, too.
No flu shot until the ear heals, too. :::mutter mutter:::
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Date: 2008-10-14 11:11 pm (UTC)I hope Alex feels better soon!
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Date: 2008-10-15 12:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-15 01:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-15 12:58 pm (UTC)Feel better
Date: 2008-10-15 05:27 am (UTC)