PNEUMONIA....gotta love the winter cold season, right??? My poor baby is so darn sick. The good news is that she isn't acting like she feels bad. It's been a week of struggling to get those breathing treatments in. We wrestle with her, restrain her, sing to her, talk to her, WHATEVER it takes to get her to take the medicine. This morning we headed in for our follow up only to find out that she's not getting better. Um, excuse me??? It was somewhat insinuated that somehow 'we' aren't making sure she's getting all her medicine. Nothing like making a mom who already feels like crap feel even worse about her daughter being sick. Never mind the fact that I've been to their office each week for 3 weeks prior to this trying to get her well. UGH. I adore the pediatrician that is 'ours' in the practice, but I can only see him if I have an appointment scheduled about 3 months in advance. I'd like to book now for March because I know we'll have something come up... I'm not particularly crazy about the other doctors and assistants. They tend to rush through, dismiss my concerns, talk down to me, make crazy insinuations (is that even a word?) like the ones that were hinted at today.... the list goes on. The only reason I haven't left is because just when I think I've had enough, we'll have a visit with the good one and I remember how awesome he is and I keep going back .... What to do, what to do??
Anyways, back to the story.... We gave her two breathing treatments at the office this morning (under the watchful eyes of super nurse and the physicians assistant who has had an abundance of work done), head to Allen for a chest x-ray, rush home to get a 12 pm breathing treatment in, try to get her to eat something, nap for about 30 minutes, have another 3 pm breathing treatment, AND head back to the office for a 4 pm appointment. This time the PA is gone and my least favorite doctor gets to see us. She tells us the bad news on the x-ray, we also find out that part of SP's lung has collapsed, she compares it to the little balloons in her lungs were so full of that thick, yucky stuff, that they just collapsed, poor baby! It's decided that Sweet Pea will have a rocephin shot, continue her breathing treatments, and start 14 days of antibiotics tomorrow. We did spend some time talking about how to get through the next two days, since their office is closed. Kinda scary to be talking about which ER we will go to. Wow. Where did all this go so horribly wrong?
So, we'll try to get through the next few days, praying that the treatments are working and she's getting well. We haven't decided what to do about our trip next week, we need to make sure Sweet Pea is well enough to travel and won't infect all the baby cousins with this lovely sickness!
It's amazing how much better I feel just getting all this 'out there', whew..... I am now vowing to put all this behind me and get into the official spirit of the season~
Happy Holidays, Y'all!
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