That's how hot it's been over here. No, I'm not talking about the weather. I'm talking about the core temperature of this little guy.
On the 4th, he started to get a bit warm, and by Saturday he was doing the whole fever thing with gusto. When I felt his head, I knew this was no ordinary fever. He was pretty delirious with bright red patches on his neck and chest. When I saw the numbers on the thermometer, I couldn't believe it. I called the ER to find out if this was an ER problem or an urgent care one while my husband bathed him. The ER lady wasn't fussed at all, and told me to save money and go to urgent care. The Dr. there wasn't very worried either. "Can't find anything wrong with him but the (insanely high) fever," he shrugged. "Probably a virus." I sounded a bit shrill when I asked him about the danger of hearing loss and brain damage. "Nah, don't worry about that. Just keep him hydrated. He'll be fine in a couple of days." Huh?
Huh?
The couple of days passed and he was far from fine, he was only getting worse. Today I finally followed my instincts and took him straight to the ER. He was burning up, and no one there told me it was no big deal. They ran some simple tests and found a raging infection that was easily treatable with antibiotics. I felt so vindicated! He's already feeling better too.
Lesson for the day: If someone tells you it's no big deal, but your gut tells you it is, it is.
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I hope he and you both continue to feel bette. And look at you pulling out all the stops and letting him bathe in your new spiffy tub.
What a nice mom with a "fat stomach" according to your boys on the camping trip. They should now more than ever appreciate that gut. It has feelings. Ones that save their lives from high fevers!
PS - I did not just call you fat - I was just saying what you said your kids said in your camping post. I just wanted to make sure that you (and others) do not think I am the worst mannered blogger EVER!
Hee hee! You made me giggle, tia juana!
Way to follow your instincts. I tell you those mommy instincts have never let me down! I am so glad he is on the mend. Love ya-N
I know those gut feelings really well, I followed my instincts too and then the specialist said our child needed surgery, while his pediatrician wasn't sure and wanted to wait instead.
The frustrating part was the long wait for the referral.
Hope your little one feels better.
Poor boy, can imagine the trauma. But mother's isntinct is the best.
HI there. I found your blog on the motherhood site. I love your template. I am so glad your little guy is doing better. That is so scary. I'm glad you went with your gut instinct. Good for you!:)
Poor little angel! Look how happy he is in that tub though. I've been ticked off on your behalf ever since you told me about Urgent Care though.
I wonder at what point they would have thought something WAS wrong?
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